Geezer
People tend to call me old Geezer now.
Formally known as Stud Muffin. WOW!!
Back in the day, I was ‘The Man!’
I had girls all across this land.
Most guys wanted to be me.
Don Juan had nothing on me, you see.
My black book was a valuable tool.
I kept it locked up. I was no fool.
I would have a girl on each end of town.
And be dating one from the middle ground.
I had a line that wouldn’t quit.
Girls would line up, just to hear it.
Saturday night, I would turn on the charm.
I’d have two girls. One on each arm.
So it was through high school and college.
Guys were envious, without my knowledge.
I never really settled down.
My reputation spread all over town.
I tried marriage once, but separated.
Later, she cut me loose. I was elated.
As I aged, I lost my mojo.
I started slipping. I was a no go.
I was getting old and set in my ways.
I dreamed a lot of my younger days.
Eventually, I became an old Geezer.
My love life was in the freezer.
Till Viagra came along.
Now, I sing a different song.
I ache in the places where I used to play.
But, a fire still burns under all this gray.
Thanks to Viagra, I can now say.
This old Geezer is ready to play.—–Look out. I’m back!!
—————————————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)