Good Thing

It may be worth the dues
you pay for priceless fun
but now your body rues
that frolic in the sun
it's stiffer than a two by four
your knotted back all creaky-sore

each foot feels like a ton
or is that just your shoes
the days of youth are done
as entropy ensues
thank God that freakin' fair is here
for only seven days a year.