The Sound of one rubber Glove Snapping

by hotcockle

..The Sound of One Rubber Glove Snapping...

..The right of passage into this life,
usually starts with trouble and strife,
the teenage years full of emotional turmoil
fumbling through love and lust and all these embroil.
..Career in mind as we explore and have fun
is how it is after we turn twenty one
around the time when we are ready to settle
now with partner and kids we must show our metal.
..Consistency must show the thirty year old
to teach your experience for your children to mold.
Once every two years ladies all know
to visit the doctor make sure the cancer won't show.
Vigilant watch for all aches and pains
the main goal is now that good health remains.

..This brings me to the topic at hand
when we men turn forty, check the Prostate gland.
A yearly check up by a doctors gloved finger,
just the thought makes us dread and linger.
..After putting it off for longer than I should,
pushed by the misses, so I said that I would.
I wait at the doctors full of anxious thought
about to leave when, by the doctor I was caught.
..Into his work shop were the the Doc often fights death;
hearing the 'snap' of the glove then;
"Right.. onya hands and knees, and don't hold ya breath!"
"SWEET JESUS!" I yell, "How do the gays play."
he looked at me strange with nothing to say.
To look into his eyes, I could not do
or have the feeling to need number two.
..I didn't know whether to yell and berate,
or maybe ask him out for a date,
this must be the mid lifer's right of passage
to enter old age, must have an anal massage.