When I'M An Old Man I'Ll Wear A Cardigan
When I'm old, it'll be okay…
I won't dismay about Ben Gay,
Nor worry come what may.
Preparation ‘H' will stand for ‘H'appy,
There will be a time where bulldog jowls match
Two droopy Shar-Pei sundaes tipped with dried old figs
and I will wear an old cardigan with little balls
of wool, thick tufts of grey curly hair
peeking tentatively through, lazily squeaking through like the head of an old turtle,
And there's that old chestnut too, as I mix metaphor
when I no longer can see my toes over my belly,
And oh, there may be some twinges of grief now, ...