Getting Any?
We've sped up the mating game in the city.
It used to be just one experience young
Lasts forever till death do we...
Then we chose to have choice.
It's a womans right,men just dance.
Then men and women discovered each same
And you can get fresh flesh every night.
What were all the names of my youth,
When new young are still there to be had.
I'm twenty -one forever and can still get away with it.
I will go on replicating my youth till my teeth fall out.
Some eighty-year-olds I know are still getting away
With it.I know.I'm getting there.
Copyright © Peter Chrisler | Year Posted 2006
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