Fogeys Poems - Poems about Fogeys

...It wasn't in India, it wasn't even here, rather, where you wanted it to be my dear, I don't like the food and all the old fogeys, they all just sit there picking their bogeys. We tell stories: ......Read the rest...

...The flab getting clearer old age coming nearer My own piece of meat too bad(she used to be so sweet) is a butt of nothing(and that is really saying something) Moby @ick I am Salt of the sea or......Read the rest...