Cry Me a River

When I was a little boy, really wee,
My father would whistle aloud, to help me pee,
Usually a classical piece,  well known, easy streaming,
That whistle had an amazing effect on my youthful peeing,
Now that I have been growing in years,

a grandfather times five,

I am counting the minutes it takes,

for the pee to eventually arrive,

“Cry me a river” sang Ella Fitzgerald,

I second that call, and I can’t wait,

For that long trip of liquids from the kidney,

via my overworked prostate,

xxx

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