I Welcome The Day Poem by Not Long Left

I welcome the day,
when I no longer have to worry about what clothes i wear.
I welcome the day,
when I no longer have to pay for the train or bus fare.
or when,
I can have my say just because I am old,
no matter how many times that tale has been told.
I welcome the day
when I can sit in the pub from morning to night,
not worrying if it's wrong or right.
or when,
I will always get offered a seat on a bus,
without having to show of my busts.
I welcome the day when I can get out of bed any time I choose,
then go the shops in slippers not shoes,
then come home for another snooze.
I welcome the day,
when I can wear white socks with sandals,
and not be embarrased by my flabby love handles.

I do not welcome the day,
when i have to wear false teeth,
getting them stuck in tough roast beef
nor do I welcome the day,
when I lose control over my bowel and bladder,
or when i become so stiff i get stuck up a ladder.
I do not welcome the day,
when I forget my name and where i live,
when memories are lost through the sieve.

I really should just be content with the way I am now,
because before i know it, dignity shall set sail,
and I will end up,
a false teeth, smelly stiff, forgetful, bitter old cow