As his wife dozed in her recliner.
He knew he’d never find
A woman any finer.
The old man could rise with the sun
Or rise as he pleased.
He needed his rest,
And he needed some knees.
His doctor told him he’d know
When his knees were about to go.
But he was taking things easy,
Just walking real slow.
“Gunsmoke" reminded him of times gone by.
When the program was over, he let out a sigh.
“Those were the good old days,” he said.
Then he kissed his wife and hobbled to bed.
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