Bob

It seems to me, as I think about it,
And seeing Bob I really can't doubt it.
That younger people are retiring now,
They just do it, I don't know how.

Most people have wrinkles, when they pull the plug,
But there sits Bob smooth and smug.
Probably led an easy life,
Thanks to the efforts of his sweet, little wife.

He just saunters along and doesn't worry much
I think that's a trait of his Pennsylvania Dutch.
He's a real good parent, even good to his pets,
His grandchildren think he's as good as it gets.

He has a special talent, that we all applause,
To hundreds of kids, he's a real Santa Claus.

by Karl Jansen