I don’t want to be an old lady

I don’t want to be an old lady,

     but I want to wear fashionably functional shoes

     not fashionably painful ones.

I don’t want to be an old lady,

     but I want to wear flashy bras under my girly blouses

     not flash my girls.

I don’t want to be an old lady

     but I want to drink wine out of a glass

     not wopatui out of a paper cup.

I don’t want to be an old lady,

     but I wish a buffalo chicken salad with dressing on the side

     was as easy on my hips as a buffalo chicken sandwich with a side of fries.

I don’t want to be an old lady,

     but I want to carry a cute black bag

     not wear them under my eyes.

I don’t want to be an old lady,

     but I want to listen to lyrical music sung by singers who make me wanna scream

     not unintelligible music screamed by singers that make me wanna wear ear plugs.

I don’t want to be an old lady,

     but I want my man of maturity to listen to my hopes and dreams

     not immaturely hope and dream I’ll shut up and listen.

I don’t want to be an old lady,

     but since I can’t keep a wrinkle-free face and youthful body,

     I want to keep a carefree and youthful attitude.

Can I get it in a cute pink jar with collagen-building vitamins?

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One response to “I don’t want to be an old lady

  1. Sorry. girl. Once you reach 25 or 30 you will always be a old to someone younger than you. I remember being 30 and my daughter thinking that 30 is really old. Get over it! Nice poem though.

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