Willie Nelson: Penis Poem

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 of its own accord from my pants it would spring,
but now i have a β€˜king job to find the bloody thing.

Used to get embarrassed the way it would behave, for every single morning
it stood up when i shaved.

Now as old ages approaches it sure gives me the blues.

To see it hang its little head, and watch me tie my shoes.


10 thoughts on “Willie Nelson: Penis Poem”

  1. Oh dear, this has brought back memories of my honeymoon when MrsOMG first saw me naked in all my glory. She took one look and said “Hmm, looks like a pric* only it’s smaller.

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