HOWS YOUR HEALTH
" I'm Fine, ThankYou!"
There is nothing the matter with me.
I'm as healthy as I can be.
I have arthritis in both of my knees,
And when I talk, I talk with a wheeze.
My pulse is weak, and my blood is thin.
But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in!
Arch supports I have for my feet,
Or I wouldn't be able to be on the street,
Sleep is denied me night after night'
But every morning I find I'm all right.
My memory is failing, my heads 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 get into bed.
With my ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup,
My eyes on the table until I wake up.
Ere sleep overtake me, I say to myself,
"Is there anything else I could lay on the shelf?"
I get up each morning and dust off my wits,
And pick up the paper and read the "Obits",
If my name is still missing I know I'm not dead,
So I have a good breakfast and go back to bed!
The moral is this as my tale I unfold...
That for you and me who are growing old,
It's better to say " I'm fine" with a grin
Than to let folks know the shape we are in!!!