anyway, I was just diddling around with this thing ( I guess we can call it a poem) and I was thinking about how much fun a little group brainstorming might be. can anyone else come up with some verses to add in between? or fix the existing ones?
everyone knows,
but doesn't care to disclose
what some might suppose
about the nature
of
senility.
is it as bad as they propose,
aging your mind till it slows?
well you can lose all your woes,
when I tell you about having
no
accountability
don't listen to the "pros"
and come winter snows,
take out your hose,
and test the neighbors
ice skating
suitability
because anything goes,
even when they oppose,
just take off your clothes,
and the wind blow through
your fertility.
go ahead,
let your mind decompose,
with your backside exposed,
and you too may find
that Senility
is not really
a disability
