I can only remember the days
when I was somewhat swift & rather nifty.
Now I’ve left those days behind
& all I am left with is this behind!
Do I look big in this?
(Yes! Yes! Yes!)
Now I feel so small
& can hardly move at all.
I remember I could be oh so slightly naughty
now I’m just rather unsightly.
The only thing I can enjoy in bed
is a good book & a hot Horlicks.
Have I really come to this?
Oh bollocks!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem