How is it possible,
It is so improbable,
But ultimately unstoppable,
I’m going to be 60.
60 is a speed limit, or minutes in an hour.
60 are days in two months or the stories in a tower.
But 60 simply can’t be my age.
Who’d have guessed us Boomers would live so long,
After all we drank and smoked, partied and did bongs.
Our “Use By” date is past due…This Is Just Wrong.
My music is Oldies, my Neru Jacket is moldie,
My hands and feet are coldie and I’m due for