Snap, Crackle, Pop
By Catherine Pulsifer
I feel like snap, crackle, pop
I wish my age would just stop.
I bend down and my knees do snap
Makes me feel like my legs will flap
Then my arthritis makes me crackle
I wonder what next I can tackle
And if I turn too fast I hear “pop”
My neck makes this noise like an old mop.
But let me tell you it’s okay
A snap, a crackle, a pop, lets me know I am not decay
There is still some life in these old bones
I won’t waste it with complaints and groans
And I am not going to shrivel up and die
If someone asks my age I will just lie!
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