When I titled this poem 'ED', it doesn't spell the name Ed.
I have erectile dysfunction, I can't take my wife to bed.
I don't get any action because of this limp thing of mine.
It's definitely no fun when a man has a drooping vine.
I want to make love to my darling wife but sadly, I can't.
It's gotten so bad that I'm going to get a penile implant.
I took Viagra but even that couldn't give me an erection.
But that pleases my wife because when she had our son, she had to have a C-section.
If you also suffer from erectile dysfunction, don't give up, please stay strong.
Take some Viagra and you and your wife may be able to boogie all night long.


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