An Ode To Old Age Poem by Carla J Nelson

An Ode To Old Age



Eyes bagging?
Skin cragging?
Butt dragging?
Energy flagging?
Mirror gagging?
Spirits lagging?
Memory snagging?
Pain nagging?
Boobs sagging?
Tail not wagging?
Gait zig-zagging?

No more bragging!

Welcome to old age!

Friday, March 15, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror,ode
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