Man

I’m a man In case you couldn’t see I don’t use the word “poopie” And I’m addicted to TV I’m a man Who doesn't have time to bleed But who still has compassion For blind, busty women in need I’m a man Who isn’t defined by “it” Though affectionate enough To scratch a public itch I’m a man Driven by real adventure Falling asleep on the sofa Still wearing my dentures I’m a man A wild stud in full bloom Waiting in the Jacuzzi Picking my Fruit of the Loom I’m a man Who hates to be mean Crying in the bathroom When it’s time to clean I’m a man Nothing more or less A mountain of masculinity Who never ceases to impress