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Old LongJohn was a bachelor who'd been around a while,
At 55 the passing years had not cramped his style.
Lorelei was a worldwise doll just short of twenty one,
When LongJohn popped the question, she thought wedlock might be fun.
But there were these predictions that no good could come of this,
And age would be a problem, to their domestic bliss,
Rumours flew and fingers wagged with knowing looks exchanged,
And folks were sure that shortly, a divorce might be arranged!
Six months later Toerag was walking Rover in the park,
The day was almost over, it was getting dark,
And there upon a park bench was old LongJohn looking sad!
He moaned thatlife, at one time good, had lately turned to bad!
"Ah yes", said Toerag, with knowing nod and noting LongJohn's frown,
I guess it's just the fact that old equipment lets you down?
"Oh, not at all", said LongJohn, "though the body's in decay,
We make out all around the house 'bout fifteen times a day".
"Though I've not been home for a week, I'm sure that she'll forgive
me everything, if I can just remember where I live!"