Cock n Balls

I hope my old cock n balls hold out.

50 years they've been doing mostly ok.

Some soreness and swelling

from late night pubescent jigs,

a nasty cut that time in my 20s

when my cock n balls got whipped,

tagged, lubed and smeared with

all kind of weird stuff.

They survived intact my 30s -

those back-door romps and one

night stands in hotels, second hand cars

and secret pleasure domes

the illicit affairs, early morning calls

mid-life drunken debauchery with assorted objects

   (including garden gnomes).

They even made it through my 40s

when I rode the anxiety

of a failed marriage and the fuse

suddenly - inexplicably - went out.

Now days they're treated

with the respect they deserve.

No tiredness, no reason

to be bashful at this time in life -

stiff and bold and eager, the old geezer

still pumping after all this time.

My cock n balls won't go on

forever, you know, but a few more

years with you this side of the

soft machine will be enough to see

   me out.