You’re still a teenager at heart,
Eating in your bed is routine,
Early-bird dinners are not your style,
Midnight pizza is more your scene.
No one has a right to call you old,
You can still pass for middle aged,
All your parts hurt but still work,
With the right nip, tuck and dosage.
You have never looked so young,
Your head’s still hairier than your ears,
Your arms don’t jiggle like Jello,
And zits still reduce you to tears.
