My nookie days are over, my pilot light is out...
What used to be my s*x appeal is now my water spout...
Time was when of its own accord, from my trousers it would spring
But now I have a full time job to find the blasted thing
It used to be embarrassing the way it would behave
For every single morning it would stand, watch me shave
As old age approaches it sure gives me the blues...
To see it hang its withered head: watch me shine my shoes.
Another one I remember seeing is...
ReplyDelete"Old fisherman never die, they just smell that way!" LOL!