What is this life......

“I wish”- an ode to old farts.

 

What is this life if full of care

I really wish I still had hair

I really wish that I could see

And didn’t have that smell of pee

 

I wish that every time I farted

My bowels and contents were not parted

I wish I still had all me teef

And weren’t so wrinkly underneath

 

I wish my hearing didn’t whistle

And that my todger was a missile

I wish my body didn’t creak

And that my poor old knees weren’t weak

 

I wish my brain would work much better

And I was still a young go-getter

I wish that time would go more slowly

And that my old face weren’t so jowly

 

I wish my paunch was much, much smaller

And that I was a lot, lot taller

I wish that I could see to shop

And read those labels from bottom to top

 

I wish that every time I shower

All my bits didn’t run for cover

I wish that both my man boobs

Didn’t reach dahn to my pubes

 

I wish the hair in ears and nose

Had much less cons and much more pros

I wish that when I have a pee

It didn’t look like old cold tea

 

 

I wish my joints were nice and easy

And that my old chest weren’t so wheezy

I wish I wish I really do

That life was easy and not poo

 

 

Angus