Old Fart Poem by Ted Sheridan
Old Fart
Where is the beauty in being old
Your teeth grow long as gums grow short
Your back curves as your hair straightens
and looking good becomes more like work...
Then there is the other side of life....
Being beautiful without having to do anything
I hear a lot of people say...'Oh what a beautiful baby.'
or 'All babies are cute.' and for the most part
this is true....
I guess ugly must come with age....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 9:09:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
i think your poem was funny to read! my little broth thourght that it was grat.