Golden Years
Archaic are we still my dear...
we feel the same from year
to year.
We never change a thing inside,
It's just the skin and hair and hide
that sag and fall and turn to gray,
the best of me will always stay
so in love with you old man.
Though maybe you don't understand
your hearing aid is set so low,
and do you have to walk so slow?
I have to get back home by ten
my medication's due by then
Where are those prunes
we bought tonight?
I have to eat them to feel right.
Shut your trap right now old Bat!
I set my hearing aid like that
So I don't hear a thing you say.
I know ...........I love you anyway.
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