My Virile Has Fizzled
Seems like only yesterday
When I was young and virile
That was then, this is now
My virile has long since fizzled
Whatta shame we lose our virile
But imagine someone at ninety
Competing in a mile long foot race
Running along in his nighty
Don't laugh this surely can happen
Our memories aren't the best
Get dressed when the sun starts setting
Strip when it peeks over the crest
Sure ain't all it's cracked up to be
These silly old golden years
If it wasn't for Cathie, dearest Cathie
I'd be writing from a home I fear!
© Jack Ellison 2014
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2014
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