Pedigree

I'm an old dog.

Stuck in my ways until I'm tucked in my grave.

Stuck in the same rut.

I wish I could learn some new tricks at my age.

I'm purebred but hang with the same mutts.

Loyalty is rare, so I value purity of heart over pedigree.

Regretfully, old ambrosia no longer impresses me because I've grown intellectually.

Keep the name brand tomfoolery, all I need is a Queen to please me sexually

And Moscato to savor after she beds me.

Wine, pills, and pussy are Heavenly.

It's ironic another person's definition of sin blesses me.

I have to do me because life breaks us all from head to feet.