Sense Sonnet - Pumper

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Well, I guess that I must be dead,
Since I'm floating in my bedroom,
And see me lying in my bed.
Someone will find me I assume.
I can't say getting old was fun.
Bit by bit, I just fell apart.
The organs fizzled one by one.
Not too much worked in this old fart.
I wonder what will happen now.
Am I supposed to see some light?
Is there a chance for sex somehow?
It's been too long without, all right.

I hope I get, if there's a God,
A perfect speciman buff bod.