Old Age....this is funny

SO FUNNY!!

There is nothing the matter with me

I'm just as healthy as can be,

I have arthritis in both knees

And when I talk, I talk with a wheeze.

My pulse is weak, my blood is thin, 

But I am awfully well for the shape I'm in.

All my teeth have had to come out

and my diet I hate to think about.

I'm overweight and I can't get thin,

But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

And arch supports I need for my feet...

Or I wouldn't be able to go out in the street. 

Sleep is denied me night afternight, 

But every morning i find I'm all right

My memory's failing, my head's in a spin

But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

Old age is golden I've heard it said,

But sometimes I wonder as I go to bed.

With my ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup ,

and my glasses on a shelf , until I get up.

And when  sleep dims my eyes, I say to myself, 

Is there anything else I should  lay on the shelf?

The reason I know my youth has been spent, 

is my get up and go has got up and went!

But really I don't mind, when I think with a grin...

Of all the places my get-up  has been.

I get up each morning and dust off my wits, 

Pick up the paper and read the obits. 

If my name is missing, I,m therefore not dead, 

So I eat a good breakfast and jump back into bed.

The moral of this as the tale unfolds, 

is that for you and me who are growing old....It's better to say "I'm fine " with a grin, 

Than to let people know the shape we are in.