Grown Child (rwp #29)

[ametaznes]

There once was an old man from Guelph
Whose "appetite" sat on a shelf
He took it all down
When Miss Jay came to town
And spilled it all over himself

Now she was a pretty young thing
With hair like a raven in spring
She lured him quite rightly
And dealt with him nightly
While he deftly screwed up everything