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ORIGINAL: candisa

Nobody quite says it like Dr. Suess

I cannot see
I cannot pee
I cannot chew
I cannot screw
Oh my god, what can I do
My memory shrinks
My hearing stinks
No Sense of smell
I look like hell
My mood is bad-can you tell ?
My body's drooping
Have trouble pooping
The Golden Years
have come at last
The Golden Years
can kiss my ass.

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ORIGINAL: candisa

Nobody quite says it like Dr. Suess

I cannot see
I cannot pee
I cannot chew
I cannot screw
Oh my god, what can I do
My memory shrinks
My hearing stinks
No Sense of smell
I look like hell
My mood is bad-can you tell ?
My body's drooping
Have trouble pooping
The Golden Years
have come at last
The Golden Years
can kiss my ass.

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ORIGINAL: parttimehotty

Who knew the SEUSS police were on patrol??

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ORIGINAL: Tormentise

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ORIGINAL: parttimehotty

Who knew the SEUSS police were on patrol??

So what does that make you, Internl Affairs? The unauthorized use or close imitation of the language and thoughts of another author and the representation of them as one's own original work, otherwise known as plagiarsim, is rampant as the otherwise less creative impart their insights as self perceived wisdom, and is actually illegal. If someone referred to you as parttimesnotty would you not feel the urge to correct them? What does this have to do with getting old?
There are two ways to age,spiritually and physically. Before my grandfather died, he was allowed to come home for a few days. Happy to be home, but unable to move as his body had lost most of it's functions to old age, as he laid in bed one afternoon, he asked me to open the window. As I opened it, I jokingly remarked, "It must be nice to lay in bed all day." His entire body flinched and I could see by the look in his eyes that he wanted to jump up and tackle me. I apologized, informing him that I wasn't serious and proceeded to eliminate that little housefly that had been irritating him.
Physically, in time we are forced.to submit to old age. Spiritually we are not. Unless somebody ever personally expresses a desire to do so, I don't want anybody wiping my butt when I get old. If I can't make it there of my own free will, just take me to that little hunting camp deep in the woods and come back in a couple of weeks. Maybe I am the Seuss patrol, how does that affect you?

As I get old

And my muscles stop working

But the bold brazen battle in me

Keeps perking

And I lay there dying

What else can I do

Except keep trying

To say

Thank You

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ORIGINAL: parttimehotty


That's INTERNAL AFFAIRS to you................Officer Seuss!
If you're going to publicly correct someone else's spelling AT LEAST have the common decency to proof your own words of "wisdom" before posting.........................sheesh!