Joe Scheidler 82.jpgPro-life hero and patriarch Joe Scheidler’s 82nd birthday was yesterday! Happy birthday, Joe!
Today Joe emailed such a witty poem he wrote for the occasion. Here ’tis:
I’m eighty-two! By George, it’s true. But there wasn’t much that I could do…
I simply missed those lethal things that fit you out with “angel’s wings.”
I tried to have my eye knocked out – with a birthday gift iron-putter.
But Dr. Jimmy put it back. It looks just like the other.
A Roman Candle blew apart one Independence Day,
And left me with an ugly scar. It never went away.
I had a cancer, caught in time – the whole thing was a breeze.
What really made me mad as hell was losing both my knees!
I’ve eaten junk food by the ton, and should have died at twenty.
But I find junk food lots of fun, and felt I needed plenty.
My eyes are clear, my ears can hear – I’m steady on my feet.
I like to read, and walk and talk, but most of all to eat.
So mark my age, and call me old, since that’s what people do.
But one thing I know you don’t know: I’ll live to eighty-two.

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...