My smile is slowing dropping
It's nearly hanging down
Underneath my chin
I've lost my cheek bones!
Oh my God!
I can hardly see my neck!
My youth has been pecked!
Now my body!
What the heck!
Well excuse me!
My bottom has dropped! ....
Plop! ....
I have a pouch for a belly
And a wobble full of jelly
If this is the signs of ageing!
No wonder I'm a raging
suzan gumush
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/approaching-fifty/
