Thursday, 18 February 2010

My Toes are Stout


My eyes are tired
My legs are fat
My belly wobbles
And my boobs lie flat

My arms are bingo winged
My bum sticks out
My fingers arthritic
And my toes are stout

My hair is grey
My nails crack
My cellulite has cellulite
And my stretch marks are stacked

My hips have rhythm
My back has fat
My jowls jiggle and scowl
And my knees snap

The gyms a distant memory
Dancing is a chore
A night on the town
Something I don’t do anymore

My humour buttons
Gone missing
I am grumpy through and through
I wish I was like new.

© J.Langan  Jan/Feb 2010

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