Poem From: Happy Cuckoo
I thought that my heart was all that would matter
Though Soul mates we are, She wished I was larger
The love that we share we give to each other
But the short coming of mine summoned another
Years to Her have been kind, but mine they have not
I peaked too soon, and She is still hot
The time had soon come for three and not two
From traditional marriage to something brand new
When running with the bulls, I fell far behind
Now i see Him enjoy what once was all mine
A proud Cuckoo as I'm minding the nest
While time with the Bull satisfies Her the best
As I help to choose Her evening attire
The silk and lace that sets Him on fire
I dream of the goodies brought home from Her Sire
The tasty reward for my insatiable desire
The heat of excitement they share with each other
Brings joy to my heart while I thank my wife's lover
