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Run For Your Life

Have I got my glasses And my hearing aid My bottle of mineral water No fizzy lemonade I cannot find my handbag Or my money purse Putting on my shoes Have made my bunions worse I have a box of tissues For my runny nose Oh dear, what a nuisance I have a ladder in my hose, Removal of my stockings Make's my poor backache Things I used to do in minutes Now an hour takes. One sleeve of my jacket Is inside out, If I wasn't so hoarse I might attempt to shout. As I mumble and grumble About the absurdities of life My stomach starts to rumble And I have to run for my life!

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 9/9/2022 3:08:00 PM

Shirley, you should have written the scripts for those old Anacin commercials! lol. ~ Old Aches and Pain

Shirley Hawkins
Date: 9/9/2022 4:55:00 PM

I have stopped reading the side effects of all the pills and potions I take as it makes me feel ill!!

Bill Baker

Date: 9/8/2022 3:48:00 PM

This would be hilarious if it wasn't so true at times. Thanks for sharing reality with us Shirley. A poet friend in Texas, Bill

Shirley Hawkins
Date: 9/8/2022 11:56:00 PM

Thank you, Bill, I said run for my life; That's hilarious in itself. Take care. Shirley

Rico Leffanta

Date: 9/8/2022 11:22:00 AM

They say walking leads to the natural relief of constipation, but Murphy's Law states that when you are as far as you can possibly be from a toilet, that is when you get the runs! Aloha!

Shirley Hawkins
Date: 9/9/2022 12:01:00 AM

That's the truth, Rico. Use everyone you come to if you need it or not! And keep your fingers crossed. (and legs)

L Milton Hankins

Date: 9/8/2022 9:28:00 AM

Gosh, better to have to run than crawl, Shirley. If I had to run for my life, I'd be a dead duck. I can manage three decent rounds around the track and then my hips make the final two laps a total misery. "Mumbling and grumbling" is a perk of old age, in my opinion.

Shirley Hawkins
Date: 9/9/2022 12:08:00 AM

Thank you, Milt. I wear a leg brace; I walk like Long John Silver!! Old age is certainly not for cowards. Keeping a sense of humour is essential, though.