Tuesday, July 8, 2008

THE PEE-PEE POEM

Your nookie days are over,
Your pilot light is out,
What used to be your sex appeal,
Is now your water spout.

Time was when, on its own accord,
From your trousers it would spring,
But now you've got a full-time job,
To find the blasted thing.

It used to be embarrassing,
The way it would behave,
For every single morning,
It would stand and watch you shave.

Now as old age approaches,
It sure gives you the blues,
To see it hang its little head,
And watch you tie your shoes.
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