Long ago a man erotically bent
While cuddling in the sack
Might realize with best intent
Performance did he lack.
He may have wondered if heaven sent
And prayed to get on track;
Or not devout, he simply went
To see the local quack,
Or apothecary. To augment
Enough to make a comeback,
He bought—perhaps with her consent—
An aphrodisiac.
Ginkgo and ginseng to ferment
And stiffen what was slack.
Asparagus, too, to fix the gent
With berries, red or black.
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