Sonnet At 75 Poem by Marshall Hahn

What can we do at seventy five?
To demonstrate we're still alive
At 30,000 feet we can effortlessly fly
Streaking 600 m.p.h. through the sky!

We can watch a fiery sunset
Extinguish all former upset
As wafting palms stand guard:
Over a floating coconut shard

We can crumble in ecstasy
As an orgasm sets us free
To contemplate a lovely life,
In latter days without a wife

Defying all reason and rhyme
Let's do it - one more time!