Dating A 30-Year-Old

You ask will I love you

When you’re not a young lass,

When your hair’s gray and saggy

And so is your ass,

When the passion is gone

And the money is thin

And everything hurts

‘Neath our wrinkly skin.

Our hands come together

And I look straight at you.

“Of course I will darling!

“I already do.”

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