You looked at a private text,
Your eyes moved, and I was perplexed;
I don't really understand what "is the big deal"?
When I can rummage through all the ordeal.
You used to be quite a good shag,
Back when the decades were all scumbags;
But stepping up, old mother,
Can you still help out a brother-from-another?
You are aging,
We are closer to the same age as I have been gaging,
But that long silver hair is inviting;
Let's part the waves in this last Moonlighting.
