Two old fashion'd married folks
Sitin' on the front lawn swing
holding wrinkl'd aged hands
adorn'd by golden fading rings

Year by year they stay'd together
bearing joys and pains,
loving even when they felt
they both would go insane.

Old wifey though, she's quite put off,
by bugs that often bother
so like a woman tells her man:

"Hey baby get the swatter!
I'm sitting reminiscin'
'bout the things we did and said,
but this pesky insect works my nerve
a-buzzin' round my head"

But old man had another plan
to take his wife to bed. . . .

"In a minute!" said her honey bun
...just let that ol' fly go...
i took me some viagra
and i want some sweet you know! "

Tired old woman purs'd her lips
stood up with hands on brittle hips
"Old man, flies buzz just like you 
and like me, you ain't hittin' it!

  © 2008  cynth’ya  lewis  reed
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