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Click hereOld Fart Songs
I sing for you, you know
My love songs, my lust songs
My songs of broken dreams
My songs of sweet seduction
To make you smile
To make you cry
To make you wet
To make you mine.
I write for you, you know
My love poems, my lust poems
My poems of searing wit
My poems to make you ponder;
To make you smile
To make you cry
To make you wet
To make you mine.
I dance for you, you know
My tap dance, my dirty dance
My dance of grand illusion
My dance of grinding need.
To make you smile
To make you cry
To make you wet
To make you mine
But I am a player not in the game.
My dance is not the mating ritual
I don’t do rituals any more.
My poems are not for young and love.
I am not young and I have love already.
And that music you vaguely here?
When my night passes yours?
Just old fart songs, sweet thing
Just old fart songs.