The doctor ask me

The doctor ask me,

“When was the last,
Time you had,
Had an erection?”

How was I to tell him?

It was,
The other night,
While sitting there,
After dinner,
Having a liqueur,
I was pressing one lip,
Against the other,
Savoring the,
Pleasant burn,
Of the Courvoisier,
That she looked,
At me,
Sparkle in her eye,
Smiled shyly,
Wet let lips,
With the tip,
Of her tongue,
And whispered,
“I’m not wearing any panties.”

You see,
My date,
That other night,
Was his daughter.