Ten Couplets from The Satyr’s Biography
1.
No one could say she had a beautiful tush
But a bird in the hand sure beat two in the bush
2.
The quantity rose as the quality slowed
He soon shot his wad from an empty load
3.
He was often enamored, but never quite true
His balls were once purple, but now they’re both blue
4.
No woman could go by a word that he said
All that he wanted was to get them in bed
5.
He was quite devout when it came to the screwing
But lost his religion when nothing was doing
6.
It no longer bothered him to forget their names
Since everything fleshy was mostly the same
7.
All talk was prologue to that ancient theme
Of trying to fuck some young beauty queen
8.
He still had no sign of erectile dysfunction,
His cock lubricated by all forms of unction
9.
He’d lost count some years ago, there had been so many
But when they made change he would count every penny
10.
Grown older, not wiser, he grew tired and lame
Not consulting the mirror for someone to blame