RETIREMENT
My nookie days are over;
My pilot light is out;
What use to be my sex appeal;
Is no my water spout.
Time was when of its own accord;
From my trousers it would spring;
But now I have a full time job;
Just to find the blasted thing.
It use to be embarressing;
The way it would behave;
For every single morning;
It would stand and watch me shave.
As my old age approaches;
it sure gives me the blues;
To see it hang its little head;
And watch me tie my shoes.
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