Don Kingfisher Campbell performs @ The Rapp Saloon

2/4/2011 (poem below)

LIFE AFTER 50 MAGAZINE

If I'm not going to be
rich enough to give to charity

If I can't be sexy at seventy,
there's always plastic surgery

I can still take care of business
rocking with Randy and Fred

Read a book in anticipation of a
horrific heartbreaking long goodbye

If I could I would get a reverse
mortgage but I rent an apartment

I buy my black tees at the thrift store
so my style is already retropolitan

What else can I look forward to...
trouble sleeping, down a pill

Better get medi-cal activated first
or else fork the whole bill

Will my retirement be enough to cover
a pain in the neck, onset of diabetes

What's that you say? I'll need a hearing
aid solely because I rocked so much

Then there's the challenge of conquering
the chaos of clutter in my abode

Am I too sentimental keeping my first drafts,
too egotistical, even worse merely lazy

If I move to an assisted living facility they'd
get rid of the mess and everything I own

Will I be lonely and then compulsively shop
for material company I don't need on TV

Will I succumb to a youthful scammer
charging me 2200 bucks to pop back a breaker

Or crack a joint when I'm making whoopee,
easily replaced by a part for 20-30 years

If I win the lottery, will there be time to buy
that walk-in bathtub, laser vein treatment
(fixed annuity, document shredder)

Finally take that trip I never took to
paradise in Pismo or Two Bunch Palms

Catch Young Frankenstein, The Color Purple,
lounge in a club with Natalie Cole

Maybe a spa treatment will wash away
my sorrow at wrinkling before the water

Don't forget the vitamins, dental implants,
massage therapy, cemetery plot

Or can I just imagine myself a caterpillar
weaving a cocoon to become a butterfly

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