When I Get Old

Will you fold if I get old ?
Will you bale if I begin to ail ?
Will you give a toss for my hair loss ?
Will your eye bat at my fat ?

Will you think me a wimp
If I start to limp ?
Will it stop your heart
If I fart ?
What’s the net if I begin to forget ?
Will you call a let ?
Or is it game match and set ?

What I’m asking is whether
When I get old, will we stay together,
Or will I fall apart, apart ?.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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February 11, 2019 at 10:59 AM
Good way to put things and get a message out. Fair enough and makes one think out loud.
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