Keepin Up

Got a wild hair and found  a younger woman
did I.
Took a trip oh howtime did fly.

I wake up she already ran three miles.
Going eighty down the interstate.
she's doing more than playing 
with the dials. 

Last night in the sack.
She turned into a gymnast  and 
almost broke my back.
Now im looking through the phone book
begging her ex boyfriend to take up the slack.

If there ever was a foutian of youth I wish 
sombody would pour me a cup.
Cause im having a hell of a time keepin up.

For the first time I gotta chick askin hey you
asleep?
Gonna change my name to Dracula
with the hours I keep.

Took her to the track and she out ran a horse.
Some guy looked to me and asked.
You gonna take her to the derby?
To which I replied of course.

One night she asked wouldnt this be great to do forever?
Hit the ground running.
Saying baby I gotta check the weather.

You know this old dog just aint no young 
pup.
I might be on oxygen and in a electric wheelchair.
But im keepin up.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Hensley Avatar
May 18, 2009 at 3:42 PM
lol! this is a great poem, made me smile! great write keep this up!
Loveless Avatar
May 15, 2009 at 9:48 AM
-smiles- well this made me laugh. Nice job John.
Chircop Avatar
May 13, 2009 at 11:31 PM
youth of heart is what i see here flourishing,this write is fun my friend--babi o gotta go and check the weather?ow myyy what did she do to you,,run my friend run---wonderful john,i like this one too----charma
Loveless Avatar
May 12, 2009 at 3:24 PM
haha i love this..gave me a laugh!
Bird Avatar
May 11, 2009 at 2:12 PM
John, this is hilariously funny, I am sure this young vixen can keep you young at heart! Always a joy coming to your page.
Devonshire Avatar
May 11, 2009 at 12:11 PM
Lots of hearty laughs in this wildly funny poem, John! Straight to my favorites it goes. My late husband John was 19 years older than I and we talked about what it might be like as we grew older. You capture John's sense of humor so well! THANK YOU... Love, Carolyn
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