> T H E  P E N I S  P O E M
>
> 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.