"Old Folk"

"Old Folk" By Marcus Cooke

Ah The Old folk    
i wonder how much tea    
they have drunk this morning?    
taking medicine through oral suspension    
running errands    
and collecting pensions    
meeting to eat scones and drink tea    
discussing perms    
and forgetting to pee.    
   
All old folk are trained in the use of    
throwing ninja knitting needles    
a lifetime of overreacting    
and battling personal demons.    
old folk i find once had a sense    
of nobility    
now they aim for you, on scooters    
due to there lack    
of mobility.
 
There mood swings  
and multicolored perms  
can sometimes be considered eyesores
I shall have to remind them
they were not here first
that would be the dinosaurs.    
   
They never leave there home alone    
they only hunt in packs    
how come they know each other names?    
safety in numbers    
when age attacks.    
   
To the old folk i salute you    
i raise a glass of sherry in your honor    
prepare the bucket list,    
prepare the care plan    
because failing you would be a grave dishonor.