Old Lady Shortalls
In shortalls, in stripes
It wobbled, old-person style
Like my dead grandma
I look forward to the day when what I wear no longer matters to me or to anybody else. I saw an old woman, at least I think it was an old woman, wearing shortalls with some sort of red and white-striped bodysuit underneath that only came down to her knees. She had a Dorothy Hamill do, so her snow-white hair looked like some sort of whipped cream topping on a Sundae made of crazy. She had bowed legs and she did that old person wobble in her Keds. Seriously, I am going all out when I get old. I am going to bedazzle the shit out of everything and let my hair do its thing in a crazy mass of curls. I will dress in costumes with capes every day if I feel like it and perhaps carry a stuffed koala around, which I will name Peter Tinklebottom. Old lady shortalls will have nothing on me.
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