Exercise leaves one feeling aerobic.
Steroids leave one feeling anabolic.
Sex leaves both feeling symbiotic.
Humming makes one feel onomatopaeic.
Boredom makes everything robotic.
Young girls make me feel anachronistic.
Young boys make me sarcastic.
Fools my age make me vitriolic.
A beer and a ball game feel homeostatic
(though too much of the former is diuretic
and too much the latter can be sadistic).
A bj makes a worthy receiver ecstatic,
but reciprocating makes all involved happily spastic).

And though returning to school was to graduate my eponomy to rubric,
I will first spend twenty more months anabiotic
and eating my own brains.

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