I said goodbye to my abilities
To almost all … I shouldn’t lie
But why do my responsibilities
Do nothing else but multiply?
It’s time to put to rest ambitions
Or face impending heart attack
I’m overwhelmed by prohibitions
And every day I push my luck
Grandchildren pull me in the future
My son has left me in the dust
My hundred-fifty-pound poochie (собачка)
Pulls leash expecting me to bust
My time is running now faster
Beyond respected middle age
I face incipient disaster
And danger to depart from stage
I hear clicking of the timer
But fail to hear lion’s roar
And unforgiving Herr Alzheimer
Intends to meet me at the door.
I still believe that I am happy
When sun is melting ageing ice
Alternatives are very crappy
God sleeps when devil throws dice