Gin and Tonic

Gin and Tonic

I’m still the same person,
Underneath the skin,
I like the same sort of things,
My tonic with a dash of gin.

Just make the glass smaller,
So it’s easier to lift,
As my joints have gone rusty,
And are harder to shift.

I’m still the same person,
Even though I am older,
But my memory’s got worse,
And the winters are colder.

You just have to adapt,
And learn to get on,
Life’s far too short,
And I want to have fun!