My knight on a steed

Once upon a day he  appeared to me 
A gallant knight on  his wonderful steed
He looked in my eyes… smiling at me .
It was love at first sight …for him and for me.
That was once upon a day…today …today 
The traces of time can be clearly seen…

He’s old and he’s baldy…he’s solidly built.
He’s covered in tattoos and walks with a limp.
He’s hard of hearing and has missing some teeth.
But, he has a heart of gold …full of love for me
How couldn’t I  love him…he’s my knight on a steed.,!

So we are  laying down together … my knight next to me.
He whispers sweet nothings so softly to me…
I trace with my fingers on his chest his  tattoos.
Ouch….please move your leg you are hurting my knee
I wish I could  darling … he moans to me.
My hip… it’s locked in …the bloody thing

I wriggled my leg to free up my knee…
can’t stop the tears rolling down my cheeks
He rubs my knee…I massage his hip…
and after a while still moaning a bit
He manages to unlock the joint of his hip.

You are as soft as a duvet he whispers to me 
bouncing his fingers on my flabby bits.
I take off my glasses…my dentures and my wig
And place them all neatly on the table …beside me.
And snuggle up together we go back to  sleep.

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