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Rivals Good Sex

Used to ride my bike every morning Five miles round our complex Got pretty high from this morning workout It even rivalled good sex Okay, okay, I'm gonna take that back After thoughtful consideration What was I thinking to say such a thing But need both in moderation Especially now that I'm a senior citizen This bod has trouble getting up And I really mean that quite literally, friends Think young but this guy's no pup Ever heard of someone dying during sex? I suppose it's happened before Especially if the sex is very rambunctious And you both wind up on the floor How amazing if that was your last act Before reaching the Pearly Gates up there Need to tidy up your appearance though Put your pants on and straighten your hair Used to ride my bike every morning But that's now a thing of the past Lucky to put my two feet in my pants Without falling down on my ass! © Jack Ellison 2013

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Date: 4/22/2013 11:56:00 PM
Well at least you could say you died happy. LOL! The situations you come up with are so random and entertaining. I love to ride my bike as well (once went 37 miles on a path by the river). Good times! The second to last stanza was the best for me (though I sound a bit pervy saying that), I appreciated the originality!
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Jack Ellison
Date: 4/23/2013 7:38:00 AM
Whatta a way to go eh!!! "Pervy"... methinks is an understatement! LOL Thanks for the good words! Cheers!
Date: 4/21/2013 8:52:00 AM
Hi Jack! I'm more worried about dying when the dragon sits on my lap... He thinks he's a lap dog... As it is I had to have my hubby shore up my couch... He likes to nap there... and apparently my couch didn't like it... LOL
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Jack Ellison
Date: 4/23/2013 7:33:00 AM
HOW BIG IS THAT DRAGON??? Sometimes I think he's a wee guy and other times he weighs 800 pounds and barely fits through a door! Hugs from a confused Jackle! xox
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