Me and my hubby sat in our chairs Now we’ve retired - no stress or, cares All those people going about their day Working hard - earning their pay
We keep saying we must start a hobby Then - I look over at Mr Blobby There’s no way we’re moving out of our chairs The exercise we get - well - we use the stairs!
Might have a change of heart tomorrow As I’m texting on my Doro If I move he shouts ‘stick the kettle on” I didn’t move? - he must be wrong?
We think in the summer we’ll be more active Try and make us more attractive Lots of time to sit and reflect Whilst watching the dust collect
We’ll wait to the summer when the days are light Then we’ll do something - maybe, we might Thinking about it - we don't need to worry Can just sit outside - if it’s sunny 😎
Poetry ~Totally 