I sat back down.
You were such a smooth talker,
And you sure get around fast
For a guy with a walker.
The light was near blinding
Reflected off your bald head.
And your dentures slipped out
When you bit into the bread.
You stared at my chest.
Said; “What happened to your honkers?”
“You had such a great rack
They near drove me bonkers!”
“Believe me dear Jack,
They are all still right there.
Which is more than you can say
About your teeth and your hair!”
We both started laughing,
With howls and then roars.
But I had to stop
‘Fore I peed in my drawers.
We reminisced for hours
We kissed when we parted
And you were so cute
As you blushed when you farted.
All the years slipped away,
Like water down a drain.
And in one week,
We’ll meet here again
Our Golden Age Love
Is like a fancy, sweet wine.
That’s been sitting in a bottle
Since it got off the vine.
I sit here tonight
With just one regret…
I should have worn the bra
From Victoria’s Secret!
© By Swampetta (SWAMPETTA@aol.com)
