People don’t die they petrify don’t ask why
Hair hanging out their nose, mothball smelling cloths, as on and off they dose
Wrinkles more than a few, passing gas by you, no teeth to chew
Hair falling out, feet with gout, deaf they shout
The belly grows as does the nose its been years since they’ve seen their toes
Unable to see, an artificial knee, carrying a plastic bag of pee
Tits that sag, an oxygen tank to drag, on food they gag
Compression socks, shuffling walks, dangling cocks
Their memory gone, a diaper they don, as they babble on
Always bruising, drool oozing, lots of medicine using
Blood clotting, heads nodding, their body’s rotting
They look like hell, they smell, and are never well
Aches and pains, varicose veins, shrinking brains
Stains in their bed, age spots on their head, the walking dead
But they don’t know they’re old, till their body\'s cold, so I’m told