New Alphabet for Old Folks

A is for arthritis

B is for the bad back

C is for chest pains, perhaps cardiac?

D is for dental decay and decline

E is for eyesight, can’t read that top line!

F is for fissures and fluid retention

G is for gas which I’d rather not mention.

H is high blood pressure–I’ d rather it be low,

I is for incisions with scars you can show.

J is for joints, out of socket,won’t mend,

K is for knees that crack when they bend.

L is for libido, what happened to sex?

M is for memory, I forget what comes next.

N is neuralgia,in nerves way down low,

O is for osteo,the bones that don’t grow!

P is for prescriptions, I have quite a few,just give me a pill and I’ll be good as new!

Q is for queasy, is it fatal or flu?

R is for reflux, one meal turns to two.

S is for sleepless nights, counting my fears,

T is for Tinnitus; there’s bells in my ears!

U is for urinary; big troubles with flow,

V is for vertigo, that’s ‘dizzy,’ you know.

W is for worry, NOW what’s going’round?

X is for X- ray, and what might be found.

Y is another year I’m left here behind,

Z is for zest that I still have — in my mind.

merci

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