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!
My Pilot Light Is Out
A poem for the men.
- 10 years ago
RE: My Pilot Light
I have been rolling on the floor!
Just now and out of the blue, my 85 year old father recited this to me, complete and line by line with no hesitation. He says that a Jewish vaudeville comedian used this in his act many years ago.
Quite a memory for an 85 year old, especially when just prior to the recital he had commented that he thought his memory was starting to go.
Gotta love it!