My Father’s unhappy getting older
Says he doesn’t like the pains.
He wants modern medicine to fix it
And relieve him of his strains.

Our kids are sometimes discontented
‘Cos they’re married or they’re not.
Grandbabies are tired and teething
Should they have that vaccine shot?

I’m at the age of Registered Retirement
But it’s my friends filling Tourist slots.
Still needed… I feel squished, squashed
Sandwiched in the middle of this lot.

~ J.E. Dyrholm ~
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