Reminiscing

Another writer just reminded me
Of a poem wrote long ago
About sex and young pubescence
Of becoming in the know

If you would like to read it
Go to the poems within my page
And read my “Recollections”
That had my hormones in a rage

I will be seven seven
When my birthday rolls around
I still love eating pussy
Yes, I still love going down

Seven seven is much better
Than sixty-nining for the score
If you do the math between the thighs
At my age, I am eight (ate) more