I've had this in mind for some time. It's surprising how much of the original poem fits!

FATHER WILLIAM
with apologies to Lewis Carroll (1832-1898)

"You are old, Mr. Richards,” the journalist said.
"And your hair has become very white;
And yet you are still playing Jumping Jack Flash--
Do you think, at your age, it is right?"

"In my youth," Keith replied to the impudent hack
"I feared it might injure the brain;
But now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again."

"You are old, Mr. Jagger; your wrinkles are deep
Though your stomach’s still skinny and flat
Yet you still rule the stage as you dance and you leap
Pray, what is the reason of that?"

"In my youth," said Sir Mick with a nonchalant air,
"I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment -- one shilling the box --
Allow me to sell you a couple?"

"You are old, Mr. Wood,” said the youth with a sneer
Yet you joined One Direction on stage;
Don’t you find it undignified strumming along
With pop-stars a third of your age?"

"In my youth," said our Ronnie, "I took to the booze
But I’ve written it out of my life.
So I’m finding new joys in my music, my art
And the charms of my beautiful wife."

"You are old, Mr Watts, one would hardly suppose
That your hand was as steady as ever;
Yet you power the band for two hours at a stretch--
What made you so awfully clever?"

"We have answered three questions, and that is enough,"
Said the Stones; "so don't give yourself airs!
Do you think we can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or we’ll kick you downstairs!"

Nice one, Ann Onn! :E

I love the Rolling Stones

Very clever! Thanks for sharing.

Anyone who hasn't checked out Ann Onn's previous poetic posts should do so -
click her/his user name then "view all posts" or whatever it is. Worthwhile! :E

Love it!

It's a nice touch that Ronnie's reply doesn't have anything to do with the question :E

I love the Rolling Stones

And Charlie, of course, says nothing at all.