Fellow sufferers will know the discomfort of having to go to the toilet several times a night and then being unable for minutes on end to pee.  The joys of being an old man. 

 

I could have slept all night

But I was kept all night

Busy in the loo;

It wasn’t what I planned

But now my prostate gland’s

Enlarged, it grew and grew;

And now it’s closing off my bladder

And chokes my pipework tight;

I’m bursting for a wee

If I could only pee

And get some flaming sleep tonight,

 

I used to wee at night

While stood at my full height

And pee into the bowl

But these days of late

I find I can’t pee straight

It seems to drip through holes;

It is almost if it were

A lively hose or colander;

So now I have to sit

As though I need a shit

And try to urinate at night.