By Aurin Squire
This is one of those awful poems of sobriety
We're allowed one every once and a while.
October 15th is 2 years of piety...
well, not quite. But I say so with a smile.
That's 730 days roughly, approx 16, 120 hours
Around 967,200 minutes etceteras mounting
58,032,000 seconds up on a tower
Infinite offers, flirts, suggestives declined but....who's counting?
Do I feel stronger?
Am I a genius yet?
Oct. 15th comes much longer
Each year it's easier to forget
And I guess that's progress, not perfection:
A modern man learning to control his own erection.
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