OAP.
It happened all of a sudden.
When I began to grow old.
I now need the toilet more often.
Even more when the weather is cold.
Time is a fickle bed partner.
It makes us examine the truth.
Each day I look in the mirror
I’m not like I was in my youth.
When I look back on those days.
Those lusty, bawdy adventures.
I stifle a smile for a short while.
Delayed till I put in mi dentures.
Those hips that once graced the dance floor.
The aftershave worn for the chicks
Mi joints are all creaky and sore
And I now smell of Urine and Vics
My boyish good looks gone awry.”.
Life’s short and time is a thief
My mirrored reflection asks “ Why?
I’m losing my good looks, my hair and my teeth.
A wheezing sound comes from mi chest
Whenever I run for the bus.
My teeth jump out of my mouth.
Whenever I swear or I cuss
The best of my days have now gone.
But reluctantly I soldier on.
Excelled in the free love generation.
Now blighted by piles and acute constipation.
The mop of thick hair that once graced my head.
Grows wild round my ears, eyebrows and nose instead.
I’m bald and depressed and I’m fat.
The top of mi bonce like a pink crash hat.
The tales that I tell they’ve heard em before
They don’t want to hear my old stories no more.
People walk out when I enter a room.
In a permanent state of misery and gloom.
My breath smells of stale beer and whisky and smoke
I’m stuffed full of yesterdays stories and jokes
.
The world has no time for old codgers like me.
They don’t want to hear how life used to be.
Before we had mobiles, computers and Wifi
I’m just an old geezer who’s waiting to die.
I’m sat in God's waiting room till it’s my turn.
Considering whether I’ll be buried or burned.
Little or no future left here for me.
And the sod of it is I’ve just turned fifty three.
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Author:
Chris Duffy (
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Comments3
"I ache in the places where I used to play" - L Cohen.
You're a bit hard on the jolly old ageing process, aren't you, Chris?
Can't believe it is going to be as bad as that.... I suppose I might find out one day....😉
A young fella like you has no need to worry. You’re a long way off being an OAP.
Great to hear from you.
Age is just a number Chris, I reached 74 this month and am still having a wonderful life.
Andy
Thanks. It’s good to hear. I’m 59 and cannot believe how quickly life goes.
Good write codger, erm, Chris. lol.
Thank you Orchidee……I think 🤔 🙂
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