Sunday

DR. SEUSS'

DR. SEUSS'
GOLDEN YEARS VERSE


The Golden Years have come at last.

I cannot see.
I cannot pee.
I cannot chew.
I cannot screw.
My memory shrinks.
My hearing stinks.
No sense of smell.
I look like hell.
My body is drooping.
I have trouble pooping.

The Golden Years have come at last.

The Golden Years . . . Can kiss my ass.

(*ROTFLOL! I so love Seuss!)
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