O'Er Fifty and Still Alive
Hooray!
It's now another day
Time to roll out all the trash
Don't have to work
Have lots of cash
No need to ever have to think
Life's real great
I'm in my pink
So why at times do I feel sad?
Don't have no stress
So why think bad?
Maybe I had planned it wrong
These last few years would be a song
Now I watch the others go to work
I waste my time
So who's the jerk?
How much boredom can I take?
I'm sick of golfing by the lake
My other friends
Too tired to try
Still talk and tell
Of days gone by
And so dear friend
Up to this end
What can I say?
But waste this day.
Copyright © Gary Kraidman | Year Posted 2013
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