Guest guest Posted September 8, 2001 Report Share Posted September 8, 2001 ~In My Younger Days~ When I was in my younger days, I weighed a few pounds less, I needn't hold my tummy in To wear a belted dress. But now that I am older, I've set my body free; There's comfort of elastic Where once my waist would be. Inventor of those high-heeled shoes My feet have not forgiven; I have to wear a nine now, But used to wear a seven. And how about those pantyhose- They're sized by weight, you see, So how come when I put them on, The crotch is at my knees? I need to wear these glasses As the prints were getting smaller; And it wasn't very long ago I know that I was taller. Though my hair has turned to silver and my skin no longer fits, On the inside, I'm the same old me, Just the outside's changed a bit. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 10, 2001 Report Share Posted September 10, 2001 Norma, you dickens. What a funny little poem. Especially about the panty hose. So true, so true. Love Mom Pudge, who really was younger at one time. pudge@... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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