We may not approve of it but well may have to settle for it.
Frankly it’s driving me round the bend,
Not to mention up the wall.
Me and old age – we don’t get on,
We don’t get on at all.
I’ll never get used to the bloody thing,
Or change the way I feel.
Mind you – when I consider the alternative,
It doesn’t appeal.
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