Life, Love, and Limericks in Assisted Living
Three ladies, all worldly and bold,
With lipstick and laughter—not old!
Said one with a pout,
"These men here are out—
But I'd settle for one I could mold!"
The second said, “Lord, what a drought!
Most days, I just lounge in my clout.
But bring me a beau
With a pulse and some go—
I’ll show him what passion’s about!”
The third raised her glass with a grin,
“It’s time that we all dive back in!
With charm and some lace,
We’ll quicken the pace—
And maybe inspire some sin!”
They plotted by moonlight and tea,
Rehearsing each move cleverly.
“If youth we can’t find,
We’ll dazzle the mind—
And seduce with a well-baked brie!”
They posted a sign by the door:
“Three Ladies: Mature, Wanting More.
Apply if you’re game,
With charm, not just name—
And meet us tonight by the floor!”
Now whispers and chuckles abound,
The men try to not look spellbound.
But deep down they know,
They’re ready to go—
When queens of the court come around!
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