Of knees, I have two
Symmetrically, left and right
Please, don’t fail me now

My body ages
A kink here, another there
Knees are first to go

So I limp and gimp
Groaning from hither to yon
Do bees’ knees suffer?

So I tweaked my left knee somehow on Saturday, and I’ve been hobbling around feeling sorry for myself. I’m sure it just needs a bit of rest. Maybe I should elevate it and drink wine.