We’re all getting old,

Our bra’s we’ve long ago sold,

It doesn’t matter that I’m not a girl,

Still my chest cups are just as much unfurled…

My hair does not get colored,

I am just as gray as most of us old farts,

All of us as we age do take on our lasting parts,

Burping, belching and flowing our rather juicy farts…

Hopefully we’ll be permitted our saggy, baggy boobs,

They give us old dudes our sour attitudes,

Here I am not too of you delude,

Just to give you mostly many inexactitudes. 

© -Ed- 10/28/2021