Sunday, January 27, 2013

Sonnet 82 - Act Our Age

All those things, all of those life or death things
That were going to make or break our lives
More than fifty years of up and down swings
No more important than a case of hives
Life will not be a million dollars
Or the great orgasmic love of our life
We’re cooks and cleaners and garbage haulers
Who pray that the bills don’t cause us more strife
But why not enjoy the end of the race
And leave the madness to younger hotties
Accept the sags and wrinkles of our face
And don’t spend money on botox bodies
If we don’t enjoy what we still can do
We will be failures when the ride is through

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