The Golden Perils

How’s your finger? How’s your rib? These are words I don’t ad lib How’s your backache? How’s your knee? Would you read this, I can’t see Pass the sugar, no, best not Off my meds now, I forgot! Where’s the salt, oh, yes I know Hid it, so it wouldn’t show I can make it, park the car Twenty feet, that’s not too far! Vitamins?, I just took two! Love to eat but I can’t chew Perils of a ripe old age Spiced by memories and sage None-the-less, I’m here to stay Hope at least for one more day!