That reminds me of a gag that I did a few years ago, and I had a ball doing
it.

 At a square dance, one of the dancers wanted me to sing a special deal for
his girlfriend, who was turning 50 (and I thought she looked GOOD for 50).
Based on the old hymn "Rock Of Ages, Cleft For Me. Let Me Hide Myself In
Thee"...this NEW BIRTHDAY SONG is "Rock the aged, cry despair. Lead me to my
rocking chair". I laughed so hard that I said "not only will I do it, but
I'll
do it dressed up like a barbershop quartet singer...a cappella...going up
one
half step on each verse, and I'll write another verse to it" (it's verse 4
below)!! :)

 My apologies to those who may be offended by this...but, I think it's
hilarious. None of us is getting any younger, and if we can't laugh about
things, we're in sad shape, IMO.   I'll admit my wife isn't too fond of
this...but I'd love for this to be sung to me on my birthday. In fact, I got
a
T-shirt a few years ago that said "Forty's Not Old...If You're A Tree".
Also, I wear dentures as well.

1. Rock the aged, cry despair. Lead me to my rocking chair.
  Youth has left me, I suppose. Time to buy all new clothes.
  Another year now...oh, gee, that's old.
  Or at least...that's what I'm told.

2. My whole body starts to sag. And, my backside seems to drag.
  Let the Maalox and the Tums Ease my cramping when it comes.
  Hold my teeth with Poli-Grip.
  Maybe get a plastic hip.

3. Oh, it's not all bad, I guess. For my meals are somewhat less.
  All the movies I can see For a slightly lower fee.
  Items cheaper, so unreal.
  Senior Discounts...what a deal!!

4. Too old to cut the mustard paste. But, can still stir the mayonnaise.
  Moving slower down the stairs...Worrying about all the gray hair.
  The cake can not all the candles hold.
  But, they've got a heart of gold.

... Microsoft Products -- more holes in it than Swiss Cheese.