I'm growing old at breakneck speed
but now, first time in my whole life
have all the sex I want or need
which pleases me, but not my wife.

She thinks some pills just newly out
would change my needs, increase my lust.
Pouting, I turned down this route,
and several days, she fumed and fussed.

Then suddenly, her manner turned.
preparing meals fit for a king.
No meat too raw, and nothing burned,
I cleaned my plate, ate everything.

Blueberry pies, she baked me too.
although they had a different taste.
Strange parts of me allergic grew
with swelling we were loathe to waste.

Now our sex life, has quite increased,
I did not need a pill, says I,
nor do I need a royal feast
But how I love blue berry pie.

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