Gerald Bosacker, Vitamin Viagra</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=13.htm>Gerald Bosacker</a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>Vitamin Viagra</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>I'm growing old at breakneck speed<br>but now, first time in my whole life<br>have all the sex I want or need<br>which pleases me, but not my wife.<br>She thinks some pills just newly out<br>would change my needs, increase my lust.<br>Pouting, I turned down this route,<br>and several days, she fumed and fussed.<br>Then suddenly, her manner turned.<br>preparing meals fit for a king.<br>No meat too raw, and nothing burned,<br>I cleaned my plate, ate everything.<br>Blueberry pies, she baked me too.<br>although they had a different taste.<br>Strange parts of me allergic grew<br>with swelling we were loathe to waste.<br>Now our sex life, has quite increased,<br>I did not need a pill, says I,<br>nor do I need a royal feast<br>But how I love blue berry pie.</b></font></p></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk3.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk3.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>