I'm getting older, There is no poem to this, I don't think there can be. I'm not old yet, Still in my thirties, Just noticing some wear along my bones. When I was your age, I used to be a stallion, Stronger than you, That's what old people say when they turn weak. I ain't too old, Yet, But dear God, You're Mother looks better than ever. I'm old. Old enough for her. Do me a favor? Tell her I say "Hello." As a matter of fact, Give her my number, 267-425-9880, Tell her Theo called her. [Edit: Tell her I ain't available weekends, but if she wants to fuck around weekdays, Theo got a big surprise for her boney ass] no