the dreaded journey

The erotic retirees
When jobs are done
Life spent on it

Now the dreaded journey
They don't like it
They worked 9 to 5
Some in graveyard shifts
Every day for most of their lives
The days and years went on hungrily

Now they find
They have nothing much to do
Wake up in the morning
Going to sleep at night

With internet on the rise
The sun seems to sit it right
Now the erotic retirees
Within the four walls
They feel they have something interesting

On the cruise without fear
On the click of the mouse
They are floating in space
Learning new things enjoying its ways

The erotic retirees
They find a new phrase of their lives
Of the corners of the world
They just click away