Treasure Island

Barry A. Lanier

(Georgia)

Midlife Choices


It's like they appeared in the night,
Coming right straight from hell.
Pectoralis majoris rose like the Phoenix,
Then at fifty they fell.

Defying all gravity, and most of my pride,
Walking and sitting, the slip and they slide.
I went to the gym, and then I got slack,
Two days went away, three days later came back.

What's a grown man to say, when he has boobs,
But a new bra, get high heel shoes!
It really ain't funny, it really ain't cool,
This man with the boobs, is from the old school.

A sex change, or surgery!
How tough of a fight!
Guess I'll do the unimagineable,
And go on a diet.

Submitted: Thursday, February 12, 2009
Edited: Thursday, March 05, 2009

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