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Just for Men
My nookie days are over
My pilot light is out.
What used to be my sex appeal
Is now my water spout.
Time was when of its own accord
>From my trousers it would spring.
But now, I have a full time job,
To find the blasted thing.
It used to be embarrassing,
The way it would behave.
For every single morning,
It would stand and watch me shave.
As old age aproaches,
It sure gives me the blues.
To see it hang its withered head,
And watch me tie my shoes...
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