I gazed out of the window of the towers in Dubai
I felt a little dizzy, as I looked into the sky
So high into the atmosphere, without a safety net
Even though I was inside, I felt that I was wet
The reason for my dampness, was evidently seen
A bit like some excitement, in the middle of a dream
A little more embarrassing, in a man of sixty two
Almost as bad as the time I had, no time to have a poo!
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