A Year Older And Better

Lordy lordy
You turned forty

It's now downhill
What a thrill

Put it low gear
As you sit on your rear

Enjoy the ride
Don't exceed sixty-five

The breeze through your hair
The later years bring less cares

It's your day
Spend it your way

Don't let age
Cause you rage

Remember as you mature
You're getting better that's for sure

From here on out
The ride will be great
Have no doubt
As the years grow late

by Ray Hansell

Comments (1)

Impressive. I mean to keep a watchful eye on you.