The 'Poem A Day' Project ~ Day 228 Poem by Flying Lemming

I've reached a late part in my time, my life has past me by
All I've left or so I'm told is just to wait to die
But even so I'm not sure that I want to say goodbye
And anyway I'm only 83
My relatives all gather round and tell me to stay still
'You should take it easy now' and 'have you made your will? '
But I'll not stop until I've lived every single thrill
You haven't seen the last of me

I'm an OAP with attitude a biddy on the boil
I'm meant to have a garden on which to scrape and toil
But I can't stand bloody plants or digging bloody soil
Cos I'm an OAP with attitude a biddy on the boil

I took up scuba diving exploring corral reef
I took up hang gliding and frightened those beneath
I took up bungee jumping and lost three sets of teeth
But you can't stop me now
Driving lots of fast cars and running every light
Going to the dance clubs and raving every night
Going to the football and starting every fight
Everything my bladder will allow

I'm an OAP with attitude a geriatric guy
I'm gonna pass every test until I touch the sky
I'm gonna do all sorts of things and never wonder why
Cos I'm an OAP with attitude a geriatric guy