Massage my calves,
massage my toes
Massage my ankles
get rid of my woes
O'k, we're not as young
as we used to be,
I mean who is
a she or a he?
We're getting on in years,
like we're getting older
every minute, of every day
In every conceivable way
But we still have eyes
to realize, to glamorize
that there is so much
to be simply amorous
We're not dirty old men
or dirty old women
We simply do what we can
and if we can't
we'll not rant
So listen folks,
give me your ears,
your time will come
to be on in years
Massage my calves,
Massage my toes
Massage my ankles
Get rid of my woes
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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logically
LOGICALLY? I DON'T GET IT.
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