Mid Life Crisis

WITH EVERY PASSING YEAR...

              (mid life crisis)

  

With every passing year....

my height grows shorter and my belly gets bigger        

my stomach growls louder and the wind passes quicker

my bottoms shake like jelly and the bladder gets weaker

my boobs grow longer and the nose gets bigger

my eyesight gets weaker while my tongue gets sharper!

  

And they say life begins after 40!!!...my foot, boob and bladder!

  

Even though...
for all the house work I may need help of a younger, 

Even though...
to reach my kitchen cabinets I may need the step ladder,

But you gotta be kiddin’ if you thought I was quitting...
Just 'coz my boobs & my bladder suddenly lost their zippings

Just 'coz my stomach grew quite past the clothes fittings

Just 'coz my bottoms started to shake and cannot stop quivering...

You are wrong if you thought I was quitting.

Er....quitting from what dear?  

asks an eager but cautious husband, after all the mumbling he'd heard,

But unable to decipher and unable to hear,

he hopes for the best 
and tries to show concern (without fear)!