The Big Five-O

Always wear thongs when you’re fifty
and let those buttocks bounce
Don’t give a jot ‘bout your wobbly bot
Just flounce that extra ounce
No twin-set and pearls
nor hair in tight curls
just denim and boots
And disguising your roots
Not growing older
Just bigger
And bolder
Keep a smile on your face
And grow old in dis-grace!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Hilario Avatar
November 23, 2012 at 4:41 AM
Cool poem Kaye. I always believe that our mind and heart is always suspended somewhere in our lifetime when we feel we own the world never growing old an so for age it's just number something to remind us that our anatomy is not what it use to be but then we are young in our mind and heart if we choose to.
Locke Avatar
November 23, 2012 at 8:39 AM
quite right Michael! Thanks x
Fraser Avatar
April 11, 2010 at 1:44 PM
Made me chuckle Kaye, i am fifty next year > is there hope >> James
Arteaga Avatar
March 6, 2010 at 10:28 PM
a lot of woman still look good in there 50's! they say 50 is the new 30 :P...so i guess 30 is the new 20? lol this poem gave a good laugh and thanks for your comment!
Dietrich Avatar
March 6, 2010 at 8:07 PM
hahahaha, I'm nearly 55 now, and YES, one's body gets bigger (if they happen to be like me) and that's even after exericse and reducing calories. It SUCKS to get old! LUv, Andrea
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