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, on its own, from my trousers it would spring, But now its just a full time job to find the fuckin thing!
It used two be embarrassing the way it would behave, For every single morning
it would stand and watch me shave!
Now as old age approaches, it sure gives me the blues, to see it hang its little head and watch me tie my shoes!
In youth, my vigor flourished bright, A beacon bold in morning light.
It danced with pride, an ardent flame, But time has whispered, all's not the same.
Once, it rose with fearless grace, A gallant knight in its own place.
But now, alas, the fire's dimmed, A gentle sigh where once was brimmed.
In days of yore, it claimed the stage, A highlight fierce, a passionate rage.
Yet age, it seems, has tempered zeal, A somber truth that I must feel.
With morning's sun, a ritual's set, The mirror reflects what l'd forget.
Its spirit wanes, its stature meek, A shadowed presence, silent, weak.
What once would lead, now trails behind, An earnest friend, yet unconfined.
The ties of time can bind so tight, And hand in hand we face the night.
As laces bind and memories blend, I find in loss, a bitter friend.
Yet in this twilight's gentle hue, I cherish still what once I knew.
Each fleeting glance, a whispered jest, Of days when boldness knew no rest.
And though the years may dim the show, The heart retains an ember's glow. He stood up to the best,
Now he’s tired and needs to rest,
I gave viagra a try, didn’t help much , my little guy has become very shy,
All the memories we share,
Like them days playing truth or dare,
This is to all the ladies who got there share,
Rest in peace my lil fellow
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