Just a Jiffy
Over the hill, they said
When I hit fifty
My lips’re no longer red
Hands shifty
Friends no longer called
The neighbour just frowns
My students no longer enthralled
Even my garden had only browns
Is turning fifty that bad
Such a question made me sad
Didn’t anyone tell you, kiddos
Develop personality, not egos
Do you know what I am?
A library of stuff called wisdom
No college gonna teach you, Pam
All you learn now is just dumb
AI is the game of the day
Machine Learning rocks they say
So, my dear Pam, while you go digital
Learn about life, even if a little
Hitting fifty is really a feat
Though the tummy stops you seeing your feet
It sags everywhere, oh, yes, indeed
But, Pam, we oldies can dance to the beat
Do you know John Travolta
He danced in Grease, what a star!