I can’t see,
I can’t pee.
I cannot chew,
I cannot screw.
My memory shrinks,
My hearing stinks.
No sense of smell,
I look like hell.
My body’s drooping,
I’ve trouble pooping.
The golden years have come at last,
The golden years can kiss my ass!
LOL. Not the Italians in my family. Mom is 83. Still Drives 3 hours to visit her cousins. Uncle nunzio is 88 and walks easily 5 miles a day in Manhattan. Don’t even get me started on aunt Carmella. Maybe there’s something to that Mediterranean diet because when I moved out 20 years ago is when I started to fall apart :) ate too much garbage. Getting back to my roots now and cooking very often