It was a warning when you started snoring
The beginning of a life - boring
As it reached right down into the flooring
And soared to the ceiling this grunting and groaning
As time went on you became less alluring
I less admiring and aspiring
But it was alright as we were retiring`
And our passion was slowly expiring
We became perhaps a little less caring
I, not charming
You still unhearing
What — No more glances, admiring
But can I bear the disappearing
I fear to be too domineering
So on this Valentine’s day 2016
When I’m no longer a teen
Let’s have the big clean
Without making a scene,
And be more calming without perspiring
I’m imploring, let’s be more conspiring
This will be a little tiring ….
We’ll do a little restoring, hope the rain will soon stop pouring
And behold the old man will stop snoring
we can be more adoring
Now you can all cut out the yawning
