Old Man's Bar and Gym

They called the "Buff Boy" to clear my table.

He winked, said I'm ready, willing, and able!

I was eating kumquats after a couple squats,

And ran screaming back home to my wife Mable!

The following week, I was doing some curls,

On the Thigh Master, was some pretty girls.

Their nostrils flaring, cuz they caught me staring,

I must have looked like a swine casting pearls.

After that, those long walks to the gym were over!

Get a new hobby, Mable said, ambition drove her.

Wasn't no conductor, so became an instructor,

Now, I own that damn gym, walking in tall clover!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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