You’ve seen the poem.
When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
with a red hat that doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
and satin candles, and say we’ve no money for butter. –Jenny Joseph
Well, I want to add just a wee bit.
I shall carry a cane, and when young men push ahead
And take my place in line, I shall poke them,
and smile when people stare.I shall tell people with loud music their taste is awful
And I will out-swear them when they cuss me out.
Yeah. I’d love to go on, but I’m out of energy.
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