Growing Old Disgracefully
I want to grow old disgracefully and drive all my carers crazy,
I’ll swing from the chandeliers, I’ll overfill the bath,
Then blame it on my dementia whilst I stand there and laugh. I want to climb the rafters and play hide and seek,
I never want my bones to grow old, frail and weak,
I want to make the children laugh and think of me as funny,
Not sit there in the parlour whilst I eat bread and honey. I want to escape the nursing home where my family send me to stay,
I want to live a second childhood where I can always laugh and play
I don’t want to spend a second thinking that i’m closer to the end,
I want everyone to come and see me and treat me as a friend. I plan to grow old disgracefully, I wonder what’s in store,
I’ll spend my days exploring, there’s a surprise behind every door,
I plan to grow old disgracefully until heaven calls for me,
When you see that geriatric old man, then my friend you’ll see me. Anthony R M Andrews 2014
Tony Andrews
Wed 20th Aug 2014 12:41
I once got locked in a supermarket overnight, took all my strength not to start necking all the expensive booze and smoking all the ciggies, I did end up exiting through one of the fire doors though setting the alarms off pmsl needless to say the manager wasn't happy the next day :)