I am chewing, stewing, over words
That have no meaning here.
I am no longer screwing,
But I’m still viewing
what I couldn’t in my youth
because it wasn’t nice.
Ah! To be 70 again!
Or even 75.
However –
I can do my best
to keep up with the rest
of you who still screw.
And have you tried cunnilingual too?
It’s delicious.
While Old Age is really not for me,
I’m a Dirty Old Man still, you see
And I’ll still have fun
Before I die
If my wife holds up while I try.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem