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A Baby Of Sperm

I cannot say that i was ever a stud
As sex goes one might say a bit of a dud
On my next birthday i will turn seventy three
There isn't a baby of sperm left in me

I am one who does live a life of self doubt
Without any achievements for to brag about
Though self praise is no praise is how it should be
Not many nowadays with this would agree

The Human World nowadays for the majority not good to live in
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Saturday, April 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: aging
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