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Do you know of any poems which adequately describe growing old?
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July 6th, 2014
Like this old adage from the good Doctor:
”I cannot see
I cannot pee
I cannot chew
I cannot screw
Oh my God what can I do?”
”My memory shrinks
My hearing stinks
No sense of smell
I look like hell
My body’s drooping
have trouble pooping
The Golden Years have come at last
The Golden Years can kiss my ass”
Dr. Seuss
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