I looked in the Mirror
This is what I saw
Older now
Here and there a thaw
The white streak
Girls thought so pretty
Covers my head
Ain't that a pity
But even that a blessing
Not as much hair
for the comb to be messing
But here is the good news
Standing I still can see my shoes
And that fat belly
Is not shaking like jelly
Keeps me thinking hard as a rock
I can still make the trip around the block
Ran into a man my age using a walker
I passed him by ain't that a shocker
I give him credit better
than sitting all day in a rocker
The best news is 20-20 vision
Which allows this old man to make a decision
In my youth I stood around admiring
Standing in front of a mirror today is tiring
Petticoat Dictator thinks I still have to shave
I think of saying, "I ain't your slave!"
But reality is I am not that knave
But I don't stay long what I see not reality
I don't want to notice in the mirror every malady
I'm in great shape for a man my age
But I'm not staying around to turn a new page
Enough staring at this old goat it's not a stage
Turn on the light to really see out of this cage
I understand rap music today is quite the rage
When I walk away from that mirror I'm back in the fifties
Cause standing too long gives me the gimpies
And the sign of my age is really in wounded knees
And from bathroom to bedroom I begin to wheeze
Sure I'm getting old but not here for others to please
Enough of this rambling suffering from writer's block
The older I get the less I look at the clock
So to stay in any shape at all I'm going outside taking a walk