Lies And Insults

Why don’t we cheer each other up,

saying, You haven’t aged a bit!

not noticing if we drool.

I won’t say, Jesus Christ! Your hands!

They look like a couple of clobbered crabs

that competed unsuccessfully for

The Kingdom of Straighter Fingers!

And you won’t say anything either,

I hope, about my shrunken shank,

as Shakespeare called it, 

with his skill of insulting everyone, 

including poor innocents like ourselves

in the troubled times of posterity.