Olding Olden

Imparting wisdom which is dumb but isn’t obvious once it’s within your vision though something before you had always been missing You were young once, sexy and thin but as you grow older the biggest you’ve been it didn’t matter when the mirror did flatter now you don’t recognise the old man getting fatter parts hanging lower and not ones that matter a contagion of flaps that evenly scatter And it’s a cliche but you understand more wishing you knew what you know now before but you don’t dilly dally no flip and no flap doing what you didn’t even though you look ca-rap Age may do less while knowing much more without all that judgement you’re not insecure yet age doesn’t last it must stop and snore but if you adjust life’s better than before