I Was Wrong
I was Wrong
by Rick Rucker
I used to think that Life's a race,
Always tried to win First Place!
Now, that I'm old, and gray,
I've begun to feel a different way.
I've adopted a much slower pace,
No more tense muscles in my face.
I've begun to contemplate a move,
Thinking that it might behoove
Me to stay
Where the Hula is performed every day!
Now that I know I won't be alone,
I'll have no need for a phone!
The only one I'd care to call,
Is getting a massage, in the next stall.
When we both are done,
Back out for some oily fun!
At least once every day,
I will let her, on my organ, play.
It is not a Spinnet,
But a competition, she could win it!
You might think me a fool,
But wait 'til my age, then you'll
Begin to think like me,
The most blessed things in Life are free!
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