Old As Dirt
How old are you?
Old as dirt
When I was young
Men wore skirts
No such things
As jockeys then
Guys bent over
Showing Big Ben
Men were men
And ladies demure
No skin showing
But still had allure
Just goes to prove
Defining what's hot
Is what we imagine
Not what you've got
Forgive us guys
It's how we're built
But you've been seen
Looking up our kilt
The moral is this
Believe it or not
Men chase women
Till guys get caught!
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