Makes me bloody sick

One of those things floating around Facebook that gets 967 "likes" and all sorts of squeals of hilarity and
delight. Makes me bloody sick. I'm not even going to illustrate this crap. WHY does anyone think there is anything positive in this swill? I would have hated it when I was 20 years old. There's a name for it -
ageism/misogyny - and it's worst when we're being fired on by our own troops.


Older Ladies by Donnalou Stevens

Well, I ain’t 16, not a beauty queen.

My eyes are baggin’ and my skin is saggin’,

And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,

Then maybe that’s not love.


Well I ain’t 20 either and I don’t care neither.

My hair is gray and I like it that way.

And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,

Then maybe that’s not love.


If you don’t think I rock, well we ain’t gonna roll.

If you don’t think I hung the moon, my hot just turned to cold.

If you want a younger model, I wish you well, sweet pea.

‘cause if you can’t see what it is you have,

Then you ain’t having me.


I got cellulite and achin’ feet,

And my thighs kinda jiggle when I giggle or wiggle,

And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,

Then maybe that’s not love.


My tummy ain’t tucked or liposucked.

It’s a little poochy, but I still Hoochy Koochy,

And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,

Then maybe that’s not love.


See, I’m no longer desperate. I’ll only have a man,

If he has the smarts to see how hot that I still am.

If you want a younger model, I wish you well, sweet pea.

If you can’t see what it is you have,

Then you ain’t having me.


Older ladies, older ladies, older ladies… are DIVINE!


Well I gotta chicken neck and I love it, by heck,

It makes a double chin whenever I grin,

And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,

Then maybe that’s not love.


I got saggy breasts that droop from my chest,

Pert near down all the way to my nest,

And if that’s the reason that you don’t love me,

Then maybe that’s not love.


If you don’t think I rock, well we ain’t gonna roll.

If you don’t think I hung the moon, my hot just turned to cold.

If you want a younger model, I wish you well, sweet pea.

’cause if you can’t see what it is you’ve got,

You ain’t getting me.


Older ladies, older ladies, older ladies… are DIVINE!

Older ladies, older ladies, older ladies… what are we ladies? We’re DIVINE!


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