Hey, look at me when I was younger! Hey, look at me when I
was cool!
I haven’t done much since I left, but I was hell on wheels
in school.
Hey, here’s a graduation photo, voted most likely to be
grand.
Nothing recent. It’s not my fault things did not go quite as
planned.
Hey, look at me when I once mattered! Was I the cat’s meow,
or what?
“Let’s see a selfie, something recent.” Oh, I’d really
rather not.
But hey, look at me when I had hair! Hey, look at me how I
was then.
Back when I had all my teeth, back when I had perfect skin.
Back before my flesh started creeping, I had pizazz and a
winning grin.
Ere my tattoos looked like tie dye, I was muscular and thin.
Hey, look at me when I had a future. Don’t you dare look at
me now.
Don’t look for me at the class reunion; love to see you, but
holy cow.
I was shooting for the stars—six, five, four, three, two, one,
Blast!
I’m not doing much these days, so I’m happy living in the
past.
Hey, I’ll pretend it doesn’t matter; I’ll post a sarcastic
cartoon.
I’ll smirk and roll my eyes at the screw ups of some other
hapless goon.
Tell your folks I said hello; give your charming spouse my
best.
Thanks for accepting my excuses and my Facebook friend
request.
We once had all the time in the world; now the years sure do
fly by.
I may diminish with each one, but I once was one hell of a
guy.
Go on with your magic life; I’ll just stick mine on the
shelf,
And be glad there is a place where I can recreate myself.
