AN  OLD COCK SPEAKS OUT

Don't you dare feel
sorry or pity for me;
age is only a number
and my number is 7.
Don't feel sorry for
me because I'm old,
wrinkled, and resting.
I have been where few
cocks have gone;
tasted the fruit of virgins
and the fruit of the experienced.
I have been locked out
of frozen chambers and melted
by inferno blasts of angels.
I have been tasted by royalty,
sucked, pampered, wined, and dined
by secret lovers and celebrities.
I have been sought by young and old;
I have shot higher than most fountains;
I have been sought and stalked by
the thin, fat, and bisexuals.
I am a cock, one of a kind ready
for the next lover who will stretch
my silk jacket into action. I will
rise to pleasure those who desire.
Do I hear the phone ringing?