An ode to old age
There's quite an art to falling apart as the years go by,
And life doesn't begin at 40. That's a big fat lie.
My hair's getting thinner, my body is not;
The few teeth I have are beginning to rot.

I smell of Vick's-Vapo-Rub, not Chanel # 5;
My new pacemaker's all that keeps me alive.
When asked of my past, every detail I'll know,
But what was I doing 10 minutes ago?

Well, you get the idea, what more can I say?
I'm off to read the obituary, like I do every day;
If my names not there, I'll once again start -
Perfecting the art of falling apart

Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?
Why did the chicken cross the road halfway? She wanted to lay it on the line.  Why did the unwashed chicken cross the road twice? Because he was a dirty double crosser.  Why did the chicken cross the Mobius strip? The stay on the same side  Why did the chicken cross the basketball court? He heard the referee calling fowls  Why Did The Chicken Cross The Playground? To get to the other slide.  Why did the rooster cross the road? To cockadoodle dooo something  Why did the rubber chicken cross the road? She wanted to stretch her legs.  What do you call a chicken crossing the road? Poultry in motion.  Why didn't the chicken skeleton cross the road? Because he didn't have enough guts  Why didn't the chicken skeleton cross the road? Because he didn't have enough guts  Why did the chewing gum cross the road? Because it was stuck to the chicken.