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Sex After Sixty.
People are wrong if they truly think That sex after sixty is gone in a blink Over the years a body is surely changed But that doesn’t mean it’s been rearranged A man and a woman still go to bed Not always sleep is the thought in their head Time teaches us all as some already know Love only gets better the older you grow Life has now taught them an important thing Deep pleasure to another, their body must bring Once it was quicker, over too fast Now they have learned to make loving last After a while they do part with a sigh, Content for awhile there just to lie Satisfied both that they sowed and did reap, Still holding hands they fall asleep Sex after sixty? It can be safely said… Some of the best times are still spent in bed April 19, 2002 Monty
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