Author Unknown
There’s quite an art to falling apart
There’s quite an art to falling apart
as the years go by,
And life doesn’t begin at 40.
That’s a big fat lie.
My hair’s getting thinner,
my body is not:
The few teeth I have
are beginning to rot.
I smell of Ben Gay
not Chanel #5;
My new pacemaker's all
that keeps me alive.
When asked of my past,
every detail I’ll know,
But, what was I doing
ten minutes ago?
Well, you get the idea,
what more can I say?
I’m off to read the obituary,
like I do every day;
If my names not there,
I’ll once again start
perfecting the art
of falling apart.
* BenGay is a pain relief cream
* Chanel #5 is a perfume from Chanel
****
"There's no reason to be the richest man in the cemetery" - Colonel Sanders (founder of KFC)
And life doesn’t begin at 40.
That’s a big fat lie.
My hair’s getting thinner,
my body is not:
The few teeth I have
are beginning to rot.
I smell of Ben Gay
not Chanel #5;
My new pacemaker's all
that keeps me alive.
When asked of my past,
every detail I’ll know,
But, what was I doing
ten minutes ago?
Well, you get the idea,
what more can I say?
I’m off to read the obituary,
like I do every day;
If my names not there,
I’ll once again start
perfecting the art
of falling apart.
* BenGay is a pain relief cream
* Chanel #5 is a perfume from Chanel
****
"There's no reason to be the richest man in the cemetery" - Colonel Sanders (founder of KFC)
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