I like to hit below the belt,
Rejuvenate as in his past,
How in his youth, how it had felt.
I am popped to make his now last.
Headache, flushing and blue green eyes
Are side effects that oft do come,
But other coming is the prize
That sells me for a handsome sum.
Both men and women seek me out
To do my magic in the bed,
Or for that matter, they no doubt,
Get it up anywhere instead.
I am Viagra. I make work
The male play tool - give it pep perk.
Ima Ryma
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