Retirement



My rookie 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.



But as old age approaches

It sure gives me the blues

To see it hang its withered head

And watch me tie my shoes.



@bawdy @age

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