The Mid Life Crisis Poem by Saint Eule

There is a big crisis in the world today;
It is called mid life when your over fifty.
You pull a muscle trying to look young;
all the designer sportswear sure are nifty.

Maybe I will buy a boat or a sportier car;
Do you think people will know how old you really are.
My wife is confused with all these exercise devices;
Do you think she will figure out I am going through a crisis.

I just got a new bike going to peddle round the world;
Just got a new pair of sneakers for a marathon to run.
Just need to fight off this feeling of getting a little old;
also need a lot of medication to relax from all the fun.

Got to give up all my unhealthy vices, Lord help me through the mid life crisis.