100th Birthday Poem by Lamar Cole

100th Birthday



It was his 100th birthday.
And he was still on the prowl for a good lay.
He tried to hump all the ladies in the nursing home.
And a lot of people thought that this was so wrong.
But he was 100 but he was not dead.
And his lustful needs had to be fed.

Thursday, May 2, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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