....'Cause my get up and go has got up and went!
But in spite of it all, I am able to grin
when I think about where my get up has been!
I no longer find that I run with the pack.
I walk to the store and puff my way back.
Since I retired from life's competiton
I have to admit... I've little ambition.
I get up each morning, dust off my wits,
Pick up the paper, and read the "obits".
If my name is missing, I know i'm not dead.
So I eat some breakfast and go back to bed!
But if you're thinking my life is all bad,
I want you to know you shouldn't be sad.
It's really quite nice to set my own pace,
To relax, enjoy, and forget the rat race.
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