Oct 21, 2012


My nookie days are over, my pilot light is out.
What used to be my sex appeal, is now my water spout.
Time was when, of its own accords, from my trousers it would spring.
but now I have a full time job, just to find the blasted thing.
It used to be embarrassing, the way it would behave.
For every single morning, it would stand and watch me shave.
But now as old age approaches, it sure gives me the blues.
To see it hang its withered head, and watch me tie my shoes.

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