Bevy of girls on a fast food chain <br />Sixty years old as per their mane <br />Some are plump and there’s one in cane <br />I smile as I see they are still vain <br /> <br />They are hot grandmas with some high heels <br />Their bags and their purses and expensive wheels <br />From the looks of it they made it this far <br />All successful and happy with each passing hour <br /> <br />I can’t help but wonder what about me <br />Would I be as contented would I be in glee <br />Would I still laugh out loud loud and free <br />What would happen to me if I reach sixty <br /> <br />I will do crazy things I will savor each moment <br /> Surprises and trials I will find what they meant <br />I will welcome changes I’ll have an open mind <br />What will make me sad I will leave behind <br /> <br />Bevy of girls on a fast food chain <br />Sixty years old as per their mane <br />But this I tell you in the coming years <br />I will be with my own bevy of girls<br /><br />naida supnet<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bevy-of-girls/
