Poetry

Ageless

By: Alan Berger

It looks like someone
Been chewing on my nose
Too much sun
And coke I suppose
Where I left my keys
Who the Hell knowns?
My pants are to big
For my prick and my ass
Glass half empty or half full
What glass are you talking about?
May I ask?
Lucky I can still take a pee
Growing old ain’t for sissies
I certainly agree
I’m changing my name
To Johnny Prissy

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