My Sign
Now that I am old and worthless,
teetering along the sidewalk,
getting in everyone’s way,
so rickety and disgusting,
not even the dogs want to piss on me,
I have attached a sign to the back of my shirt:
If found down,
please kick me to the curb,
and call a garbage truck.
Please do not attempt mouth-to-mouth,
unless it really gets you off,
because I might like it too much.