What Senior Citizens are Worth

Below are a few humours words about Senior Citizens

Did you know that we old folk are worth a Fortune?
We have silver in our hair, gold in our teeth, stones in our kidneys,
lead in our feet and gas in our stomachs.

I have become older since I last saw you and a few changes have come into my life.
Frankly, I have become a frivolous old woman, I am seeing six gentlemen every day.
As soon as I wake up, Will Power helps me out of bed, then I go to see Jimmy Riddle.
After that it is time for breakfast with Mr. Kellogg, followed closely by the refreshing
company of Mr. Tetley or my other friend whom I only know as Mr.P.G.

Then comes someone I don’t like at all; Arthur It is.  He is no welcome by he insists on being
here and what is more, he stays for the rest of the day.
Even then he does not stay in place, he takes me from joint to joint.

After such a hectic day I’m glad to get to bed (with Johnny Walker too).
What a hectic life!

Oh yes, I’m now flirting with Al Zheimer!
The Vicar came round to call the other day and said that at my age
I should be thinking of thereafter, so I told him I did that all the time.
For no matter where I am, the bedroom, the kitchen or the sitting room or in the garden,
I ask myself “Now what am I here after?”

Well close now and I hope Will Power is your constant companion too,
but do make sure that his friend, Emma Royd does not creep up on you from behind.
And watch out for the crafty one, Gerry Atric.

I can’t claim to be the author but think it is amusingly accurate.