I'm Gonna Get Naughtier As I Get Older

IWhen I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.

I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other peoples' gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickles for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

This poem by Jenny Joseph sums it all up for me :)) its one of my favourites !!


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14 Responses May 10, 2012

i love it

enjoyed this poem ...

Love it!

There is a fine line between insanity and eccentricity. You seem to be a little of both now, but with age, at least in peoples minds, you will become less insane and more eccentric! Always enjoy who you are!

Love it. and how old does one have to be to relish in such behavior?


Congrats<br />
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You're da first lady in EP who's as isane as me<br />
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Oh, look: here comes da big black van wif those nice men in white coats ...<br />
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I can't see you waiting that long to be naughty!!

PLUS ,jazzyknickers you will love & enjoy sex even more :)

cause sex is a lott much better when u OLD,as u put it :)

ROFL! What a great poem, and I recognize myself in it. I'm 65 now and more eccentric than I ever was in the past--and I have loads of wonderful purple clothes!! I don't have a red hat (I don't wear hats), so would you send me your Jimmy Choos when you get tired of them (yeah, right!)? Thanks for sharing this poem!!

This is a Great Poem! hahahaha I miss you Jazzy!

oooh i luv this, how wonderful to grow old DISgracefully...purple rules!

jaja u sound real kool, can we b friends?

Ha ha, really good. The thing is, when you get old (like me) you stop caring what other people think of you.<br />
Reckon you've got the right idea Jazz, nice one :-)

Good for you Gal :-) Lol