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Oh So Old

(tune of Jingle Bells)

Getting old
Feeling old
Hair is going grey
I’m so old
So I’ve been told
It’s what my kids all say

Hey

Looking old
Acting old
Why is it this way?
I’m so old 
So I was told
By my teen today

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December 20, 2009 at 5:52 PM

I really enjoyed this one. Thank you for this day brightener. Karen

Debbie Guzzi

December 10, 2009 at 1:37 PM

L O V E it hope you entered it! I'd take "ager" out of the last line and the flow will be perfect. Light & Love

Veronica Joseph

December 10, 2009 at 12:26 PM

I hummed right through this! enjoyed it very much!

Juliane Thomas

December 10, 2009 at 4:21 AM

LOL I get told the same thing by my 18 and 16 year olds. Great poem ~Juliane

Bryan Bolton

December 9, 2009 at 5:28 PM

LOL I have two 20+ year olds - I can relate

John Freeman

December 9, 2009 at 10:39 AM

Lena, a lot of m y comments are as if the poem is seriously meant, as on this one.Smile! Just for th purpose of entry into the fun meant. In this poem's case I knew you were a big girl, and could take the children's chiding! Thanks bushels for your comments. Sincerely, Lofve, Moses

Simone Segal

December 9, 2009 at 3:58 AM

How do you feel, thats your age! lovely jingle, you wise young sage, love Simone

Brian Strand

December 9, 2009 at 12:09 AM

Thank you for your welcome blog comments today Lena.Rgds Brian

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

December 8, 2009 at 8:35 PM

Good luck in the contest with this funny rendition for Christmas singing... if u like tradition poems... read my Christmas Eve ... Italian Style... u will really drool over that menu... good to hear from u Lolita... blessings... luv... Linda-Marie... "Sweetie"

L'Nass Shango

December 8, 2009 at 6:58 PM

Sometimes others are the mirrors no better than the glass, for in only seeing the exterior, the best beyond them pass. It's not what they see, its how you make them feel ... youth is a moment in the heart, forever strong and real. Go jingle that feeling away. One Love

Abe Lopez

December 8, 2009 at 6:44 PM

nice write Lena, my students were ridiculing my gray hair coming through....... they think their teacher is getting old!!!! their funny!!!! it's a state of mind i say, a state of .... .......................what was I saying? ---------j/k i love my students!