Old Age Jokes

There's quite an art to falling apart as the years go by,

And life doesn't begin at 40. That's a big fat lie.

My hair's getting thinner, my body is not;

The few teeth I have are beginning to rot.




I smell of Vick's-Vapo-Rub, not Chanel # 5;

My new pacemaker's all that keeps me alive.

When asked of my past, every detail I'll know,

But what was I doing 10 minutes ago?




Well, you get the idea, what more can I say?

I'm off to read the obituary, like I do every day;

If my names not there, I'll once again start -

Perfecting the art of falling apart