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There's nothing the matter with me,
 I'm just as healthy as can be, 
I have arthritis in both knees, 
And when I talk, I talk with a wheeze.
 My pulse is weak, my blood is thin, 
But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in. 
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My teeth have had to all come out,
 And my diet I hate to think about.
 I'm overweight and I can't get thin,
 But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.


 The arch supports I need for my feet.
 Enable me to get off my seat. 
My memory's failing, my head's in a spin.
 But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.


 Old age is golden I've heard it said,
 But sometimes I wonder, as I go to bed. 
With my ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup,
And my glasses on a shelf, until I get up. 


And when sleep dims my eyes, I say to myself, 
Is there anything else I should lay on the shelf ? 
I get up each morning and dust off my wits,
Pick up the paper and read the obits.

 
If my name is missing, I'm therefore not dead, 
So I eat a good breakfast and jump back into bed. 
The reason I know my Youth has been spent,
 Is my get-up-and-go has got-up-and-went!


But really I don't mind, when I think with a grin, 
Of all the places my get-up has been. 
The moral of this as the tale unfolds, 
Is that for you and me, who are growing old.
 It is better to say "I'm fine" with a grin, 
Than to let people know the shape we are in.
©  Diamond C Aloes

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