Social Security

I've reached excessive maturity
And am now on Social Security,
The State supports me in perpetuity,
My Senior Center lunch is a gratuity,
My mind drifts slowly into obscurity,
My body slowly turns into a debility,
But I don't worry because of my senility
And happily I live my foggy life
From day to day,
Ignoring aches and pains
And my hair turning gray,
I'm grateful still to be around
And still sleep in my own bed
When most people I knew
Are six feet under - dead
And when I talk too freely
Causing a social wreck,
They all forgive me - they know
I play with half a deck...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz