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, on its own accord
From my trousers it would spring
But now I've got 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.
Now as old age approaches
It sure gives me the blues
To see it hang its little head
And watch me tie my shoes.
FROM: http://www.thejokeyard.com/old_age_jokes/old_penis_poem.htm
FROM: http://www.thejokeyard.com/old_age_jokes/old_penis_poem.htm
POESIA ESCRITA POR UM PÊNIS
Peitos bunda umbigo
E a flor do sexo
Orvalhada por gotas
De puro orgasmo.
Língua mãos que amassam
Peitos mordidos
Por dentes que buscam lábios
Pequenos grandes
Rola que perfura vagina
Inundada
Como cupido o coração.
Gozo frenético
Grito frenético
Morte vida
Nos olhos um ai
Na boca um ai
No peito uma marca
No ventre uma gota
Perdida bem situada
Escorrida
Uma flor se abrindo
Mordida saliva ai!
Néctares de ejaculação.
PUPPETRY OF THE PENIS



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