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Someone asked how old I am, and this was my reply; “I’m about as old as the dirt that’ll cover me when I die.” I’m the oldest dead person living, according to Guinness’s book. A record once held by a bible guy, but one from him I took. Friends who have all gone before                   wonder if they should fret. They think I’ve likely gone to hell, ‘cause I’m not in heaven yet. I have grandkids in rest homes. They don’t mind it there. But when I go to visit you should see the people stare. Went to a senior Citizen’s club ‘til the day that I was told, “Sorry, but you can’t come back because you’re too **** old.” At my last birthday party, all the candles lit the sky Fourteen cakes to hold ‘em all… Three fire trucks stopped by.. So, you want to know how old I am? Well, that’s just too dang bad At my age I can’t remember squat, and really….I’m kinda’ glad.
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Nov 27, 2011
Nov 27, 2011 at 9:41 AM UTC
How Old Am I?
Someone asked how old I am, and this was my reply; “I’m about as old as the dirt that’ll cover me when I die.” I’m the oldest dead person living, according to Guinness’s book. A record once held by a bible guy, but one from him I took. Friends who have all gone before                   wonder if they should fret. They think I’ve likely gone to hell, ‘cause I’m not in heaven yet. I have grandkids in rest homes. They don’t mind it there. But when I go to visit you should see the people stare. Went to a senior Citizen’s club ‘til the day that I was told, “Sorry, but you can’t come back because you’re too **** old.” At my last birthday party, all the candles lit the sky Fourteen cakes to hold ‘em all… Three fire trucks stopped by.. So, you want to know how old I am? Well, that’s just too dang bad At my age I can’t remember squat, and really….I’m kinda’ glad.
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Nov 27, 2011
Nov 27, 2011 at 9:41 AM UTC
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