Old Age

• Brendon Graf, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2009

You once had flair and groovy hair and good old platform shoes,
You'd stay out late go dancing and drink countless jugs of booze.
But now you're older don't get down just strut your stuff with pride,
You're bald on the outside but you're really hairy inside.

This poem is dedicated to all the bald men out there.