Nobody wants to be 80
Nobody wants to be 80 It's really far too old Even the weather troubles my bones. It's either too hot or too cold.
I'm asked what I'll do in the future. My future's disappearing quite fast. Now that I've got as old as I have, My future is all in the past.
My memory's good, it's all in my head, It's all packed in there quite tight. But I can't find ideas when I need them, And the words don't come out quite right.
Nobody wants to be 80. There must be a positive side. Its all downhill from here I'm told, But I'm determined to enjoy the ride.
Brian Wiseman
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