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A poem about an older man's dick... (funny)
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OLD AGE
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 it's own accord,
from my trousers it would spring.
But now I'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 me shave.
As my old age approaches,
it sure gives me the blues,
To see it hang it's little head,
and watch me tie my shoes.
(Author Unknown)
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