From the Collection of Pat Young

When I was in my younger days, I weighed a few pounds less, I needn’t hold my tummy in to wear a belted dress.

But now that I am older, I’ve set my body free; There’s comfort of elastic where once my waist would be.

Inventor of those high-heeled shoes my feet have not forgiven; I have to wear a nine now, but used to wear a seven. And how about those pantyhose, they’re sized by weight, you see, So how come when I put them on the crotch is at my knee?

I need to wear these glasses as the print’s been getting smaller; And it wasn’t very long ago I know that I was taller.

Though my hair has turned to gray and my skin no longer fits, On the inside, I’m the same old me, it’s the outside’s changed a bit.