2004-03-23
1:14 p.m.

Welcome to the Raunchy Retirement Ranch!

Written by: Sandi

When one is ready to retire...
When hormones cease to flow..
When memories are all you have..
There is a place to go.

When your body aches all day..
And your breasts are hanging down..
When sexual thoughts only make you want to go lay down...

When drool is running down your chin..
And Maalox is a meal...
When you cannot fit into your jeans...
And you wear Depends for real...

When you have forgotten Waldo...
And screaming makes you ill...
When you can't remember Solitaire...
{Though I think you never will!}

Come and join us at the Ranch...
Where memories we'll share.
Where Broads can tell a story twice ...
No one here will care!

We'll reminisce about the boy...
And no one here will scold...
If spellng and puncuation fail...
After all, we're old!

We can wear our purple and our crowns...
And live on Krispy Kremes...
No one will care about our looks...
We are still hot in our dreams!

Clays music playing all day long...
No hubby or kids to silence..
{And if you have a rowdy day..
We'll give you an appliance..}

But, Mainly its a place to share...
And rock away the days......
United with the Broads we love..
In a fuzzy, Purple haze.

I'll be waiting for you...

Sandi and her Clack ...

Posted By: Wendy in FL