Old age bah humbug
My feet are asleep
Not one of them
All of them
Old age is crucial
You do not feel older
But your body is a trickster
Your skin spots up
Your hands and neck have wrinkle rings
You begin to grow a beard like the men
But you do not get extra pay for it
When you fall you break your hip
Because the walker could not hold you
Because you are fat now too
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