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For a man of my age, I should no longer dream

Of pretty young fillies, quite naughty it seems

We don't lose the joy to gawk and to stare

When the sweet scent of female fills up the air

Sure hope I don't lose it, this wonderful feeling

While sneakily snatching a look I am stealing

Girls are aware of the scene they're creating

Of many great memories this sight is relating

The happiest times when we all were much younger

These precious memories haven't lost their thunder

When seeing an old codger hardly able to walk

Still straining his eyes, to stare and to gawk

That primordial instinct is never far away

It still hangs around till our very last day

So all my buckaroonies please do take heart

At one hundred years old it can still joy impart

Trust me I'm honest as the day is long

Life still keeps singing its same old sweet song

Obsessed... I guess you could say that I am

Gonna keep on a-gawking for as long as I can



© Jack Ellison 2015

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