Oh damn I can’t remember what I came in for,
now I shall have to go outside and come back in once more,
was it knife or scissors or maybe just the string,
perhaps it is the watering can or maybe just a whim,
I wish I could remember oh damn and blast the thing
I wish I knew why I was here it’s just escaped my mind,
sugar, coffee, tea what did I come to find,
I didn’t write it down as I have done before,
I’m home again and oh damn,
I remember what it was that I went there for.
Now where are my glasses, I had them here just now,
before I went to make the tea I can’t find them now,
I’ve looked in all the places I could have put them down,
my head what’s this oh damn my brain their sitting on my head.
I know it’s someones birthday I’m going out to tea,
but who do I buy a present for a him or perhaps her,
I have a card to write the name oh damn there goes the door,
it’s me it’s me I’m the one the birthday tea is for.
Today I’m going sailing on a laser fast no less,
then next week it’s sky diving with the best,
then there are my studies with Open University,
oh damn it all when will there be a little time for ME.
Retirement is a state of mind at least it is with me,
on the go never slow enjoying things that’s me,
to enjoy my free time is my only aim,
oh damn it all I’m in my fall I am young again.
Now I’m not going senile or losing my mind,
I am just so busy it’s all a case of time,
if ever I should slow down or it ever came to pass,
oh damn and blast it all I’ll just sit on my ass.
(c) Michael Douglas Bosc