In geriatric gynaecology they advise
That: Excessive sex is not wise…
Grandma Fluckblucker, a lady of four score and ten
To her gynaecologist she was headed once again
A tedious chore she relished not in the least
Year on year the embarrassment never ceased
However, she endured; difficult one could agree
But it was for the sake of good health and security
When the doctor asked "Are you sexually active? "
Grandma took a stance that was most combative
"For ninety years, to tell it as I see it is my habit
So, sure I'm sexually active—like a rabbit
I got me a stud of twenty-five to hump
With vim and vigour we thump an' bump"
And with an even bigger smile she said
"We have a bang up time on my king size bed"
To which the doctor replied "This is a surprise
But, at a certain age excessive sex is not wise"
Quipped Grandma, "So what…if he dies, he dies! "
Jim McGill, August,2024
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