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About This Poem
Chilly On The Willy
It's sure chilly on the willy
When parading around in the nude
Almost becomes an obsession
With some of these bold little dudes
They have no silly old hang-ups
'Bout showing their cute little parts
They've got absolutely no misgivings
They're even proud of their farts
Imagine if us grown up people
Went around with it all hanging out
What an absolute stir that would cause
Off to jail we'd go, there's no doubt
The constabulary don't take kindly
To a public display by us old folks
Revealing what happens in senior years
To us once proud studly young blokes
So if you see us displaying our parts
Run up to us and offer a coat
When some of us get to a certain age
We totally lose control of the boat!
© Jack Ellison 2012
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