Dotage

I again remember my parm,

When dotage destroys my arm.

Again bandicoot stole my teeth,

I chew the cud denture with.

Senile call to mind, my unforeseen head;

When nature prepares my death bed.

How much binge was my childhood,

Toothless mouth mine needs baby food.

How joyful playmates rough house,

Disdaining to old as imp not plause.