Getting on a bit

I’ve got a moustache

If it were November

and I were of another gender

I could gain a few sponsors

I can’t see too well either

I simply cannot focus

Or read without donning

My expensive varifocals

I’ve got permanent aches

knees, back or hip

My hair is getting thinner

as my hormone levels dip

I just can’t hack the pace

My idea of staying up late

Involves a Netflix series

Some time just past eight

I’m no longer a spring chicken

Look at youngsters with such envy

Got a shocking short-term memory

If only they could send me

Back in time

to those years when I was young

I’d never once feel boredom

I’d be out there having fun