I don’t need to shave because I grew a beard.
The truth is most feared.
I do need to wash my face to be in a state of grace.
Sometimes I wash my hands.
I listen to rock’n’roll bands.
Or did in times gone past, the future is catching up with me fast.
Its pointless complaining that I have to cut my nails, my patience fails.
I do get out of bed, well said.
I am alive until I’m dead.
I enjoy life more or less.
16th October, 2017