I’m old and fat And that is that No saving grace For my poor face The past is gone I must live on And walk this road With aging’s load But I recall When I was all I’d hoped to be- An answered plea I was the best Of all the rest I reveled on Then all was gone But I’m still here With mind yet clear The years roll past Each one more fast But as they fly I never sigh I’ve had my fun And now it’s done. ljm