NaPM April 4 2015

[rayheinrich]

April 4th; nappy of the month

For the Signs they are a Agein'

I fear my prostate gland will fail, and fallen arches fall
as younger men's endeavours push my bones against the wall.
My skin's elasticity has stretched away through years
and hangs upon my frame like the lobes upon my ears.
Hair grows from every orifice, apart from eyes and mouth,
the ballsack's gotten saggy and the pecker's pointing south.
my lights are dim, my head is bald, my gut is twice its size
from eating lots of sweetend food and munching on meat pies
I wouldn't swap a single day, or years for strength or youth.
having lots of grand-kids made me too long in the tooth.

Especially these lines:
"My skin's elasticity has stretched away through years
and hangs upon my frame like the lobes upon my ears.
Hair grows from every orifice, apart from eyes and mouth,
the ballsack's gotten saggy and the pecker's pointing south*."


So many other wonderful poems, but most SO serious.
billy's world's a far, far better place to be.



So where does it point in Australia? North?  I don't know about ewe, but I got my suspicions.