My Being Over Seventy
The joys of being over seventy are plentiful
a Forgetful memory is a boon at times
for I can claim to have done what
I might have done or even did not.
the Hearing is another one won no need
to obey every request - formal or not
I can go on my way in merry innocence.
lack of Strength is another I can use
if an item has to be lifted or moved, then
to every end I shall abuse.
None of the above is actually true
other than the first line.
My appreciations are simple: a fondness
of Beauty naked or clothed,
on which to give a fond kiss,
when I pretend to be demented and get
away with naughty things.
finally a Glass of fruity brandy because it makes
me R . . . y!
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