on the horrors of aging

On the horrors of aging.... I turned a corner, in my life today... Acceptance, or capitulation, some would say.. Admittance, that that which has been with me From the day of my birth, will no longer, grow wild and free.. Tiny, and soft, i started life...much as my parasitic "guests" Now, decades down the line, we've become coarse, thick, and unsightly, though we do our best.. I know, my hatred is one-sided...as i know these evil minions also do good.. Protecting me constantly, from those sicknesses that would.. Slip past a nostril...and make a home, in my lung. Ah, but they also catch boogers..like a bat, from a cave hung... And, were i to shave, passers-by would sound off...ACHTUNG! Saluting the "toothbrush" mustache they would grow o'er my tongue... Norelco..my savior, from nasal hair notariety... Answer my prayer, make me suitable viewing for society. Though i know, you'll cause the shedding of tears... At least i still don't have to use you in my ears!