Oh Dear, What Can the Matter Be?

  • by the Edmonton Grannies

Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
We’ve been attacked by the forces of gravity.
Fat has appeared where there once was concavity.
Nobody said life was fair.

Older men become more adorable,
Even though their figures’ deplorable.
Their mystique is always endurable,
With or without their gray hair.

Older women are thought unattractive.
They’re shunned as if radioactive.
They jiggle so when they become active—
It’s back to the old rocking chair.

(Kazoo interlude)

Well, these old gray mares,
We ain’t what we used to be.
We’ve given up on respectability.
Don’t give a fig for acceptability—
We’re far too awesome to care!