Warning Signs
Some people seem to have trouble
Admitting they're getting old
So I'll list a few warning signs
And you won't have to be told
When your arm gets too short
To read your favorite magazine
It probably means it's time
For your Optometrist to be seen
Or if you're ever needing help
To chomp down on that beef
A Dentist might be required
Invest in those false teeth
If all your friends keep complaining
"What's that confounded whistling sound?"
Well, that can only mean one thing
Turn your hearing aid down
You're driving down the road
While fiddling with the seat buckles
And there's horns blowing everywhere
All they see is blue hair and knuckles
When you resort to counting your medicine
You're too proud to use the M thru S pill holder
Is proabaly a sure sign
That you just might be getting older
But the surest sign of all
That I've ever heard said
Is when you go to bed alive
But you wake up dead
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