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AARP ASMR

If you use YouTube

To watch people building things

Just retire now.

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The Fundraiser

Silver-hairs in folding chairs

Look on an empty stage

Seeing each other and waiting for

Songs from a different age.

Performers enter all dressed in black

And make a brassy sound

All with the hope these rich old folks

Will help them stay around.

Monarchies, Shakespeare, the elder arts

Rely on good old cash

And silver people are prone too oft

Return to dust and ash.

And so we ask you younger folk

With all your real hair

To listen to some new old songs

And learn, we hope, to care.

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Nursing Home Rhymes

I’ve got dandruff on my shins…

That’s not where it goes!

Know I need some Head and Shoulders

For between my knees and toes.

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To get 8 hours of sleep at night

I do whatever it takes,

By which I mean taking 10-minute naps

Between my bathroom breaks.

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Twinkle twinkle little star

Way above my little car,

Shining in my optic nerve

Making me violently swerve.

Twinkle twinkle little star

On the badge of officer Barr.

I sang him “YMCA.”

Why’d he take my license away?

Twinkle twinkle little star…

Crap, I left my teeth in the car!

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My Coming Out As Trans-Elderly

Thirty-seven dollars in nickels

Rolled into neat little stacks:

I’ll use them to buy some dill pickles

To eat for my mid-morning snacks.

I’ve got a compulsion to do this,

Though no logic yet as to why.

Perhaps I just want the grocers

To think of me as “that guy.”

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