I’m passionless, devoid of all desire,
an empty vessel in the cause of love.
My libido has sunk into the mire
of despond – I need a forceful shove
or, at the very least, a helping hand.
Oh, who can aid me in this hour of need?
If anyone can, to you I plead.
Viagra? Ah, I knew you’d understand!
Chemical enhancement is such a boon –
much like a second honeymoon –
and stimulates the flagging horse
to clear the fence and stay the course.
Hats off, I say, to medical science,
to it I’ll give my full compliance.

Bill Fitzsimons

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