Bottles, bibs, and briars rare,
dressers full of underwear,
giggles, gorging, gleaming eyes,
little saucers tasting pies.
Caster oil makes stomachs fly in the air.

Notes, nooses, and narrow crates,
pimples pop like aging dates,
questions, quivers, quizzes jive,
Cashiers typing to be alive.
Girls and boys sit and accept their fates.

Dentures, Dread, and Death surrounds,
artheritis makes the rounds,
Wrinkles, warriors, waffer dip,
wheelchairs licking for a sip.
Dignity is left for only the young.