We have hit the stage,
No not John Waynes in Stagecoach,
When in teens fast was not fast enough!
In the twenties to thirties two witches thought brooms but walked swiftly,
Now sixty-two and eight,
No longer spry,
We understand to well,
Tim Conway’s skit speed,
Though not the sixties of our grandparents,
More like the late forties,
Not an old lady,
But we no longer zoom,
Two kittens being like two year old humans,
I hear my wife scream!
‘I’m tooo old for this!’
Sherry wanders back,
Tells me never to to put suction cups on their feet!
Never would have thought if that!
The kittens were in a cupboard,
Sherry had just opened and closed,
With a crash out Sherry raced to the kitchen!
Kittens were up in that cupboard.