From the cradle you’re a slave.

From the pram to the grave.

Baby walker. A wheelchair talker.

The first steps.The last shave.

Nursery school to Care home fears

First kiss lips. Last kiss tears

Learn to cry. Tie a black tie.

The first suck.The last sip, cheers.

It’s a race to the end.

Egg and spoon, the lane then bends.

Winning line, no extra time.

No forks or junction just dead ends.