Happy Birthday To Me
My back is hurting and my knees are shot
I hate the stairs and can’t get up from a squat
I’ve got arthritis and my vision’s blurred
I have one drink and my speech gets slurred
My kids are grown and my youth is gone
My bladder is full long before dawn
I peed twice last night, it was not a thrill
I wake up every morning to a handful of pills
It’s been half a century and it’s gone by fast
I now pray for my hips and faculties to last
My hair has turned grey and old I am
I can no longer hear worth a tinker’s dam
My golden years are now coming into view
I’ve lost some of my teeth and it’s a struggle to chew
My prostate is enlarged and it’s getting tough to pee
Another year of torture, Happy Birthday to me
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