Post by Shel on Aug 6, 2006 18:03:45 GMT -5
I'll tell you a short poem;
I'll try to make it quick.
The subject is quite simple:
The joy of having a dick.
Penises are super things;
You ladies should be jealous.
An organ surrounded by sensitive skin
That's smooth and rarely hairless.
It starts to grow dramatically,
When you're about thirteen.
Your testicles on either side;
Your willy in between.
It dangles neatly down below;
Soft, obedient and loyal.
At the slightest hint of lust,
It's ready to uncoil.
Handle it with love and care;
For it can give great pleasure.
Has it grown since last weekend?
And when did you last measure?
Some people fret about its size;
They give it lots of thought.
Is seven inches long enough?
It makes guys quite distraught.
They peek across in urinals,
To compare and try to see
But if another glances back at them
There's no way that they can pee
Without this fabulous organ,
No shag would be complete.
Lesbians will try their best;
But must admit defeat.
It has two main bodily functions,
I'm sure you'll all agree,
To start a whole new life,
And of course, daily to pee.
But I think the thing that's marvellous;
About that one eyed brute
Is that when its trying to procreate,
It knows which fluid to shoot.
It remains with you;
Until you're old and frail.
Don't take it out in public though,
Or you'll be thrown in jail.
I'll try to make it quick.
The subject is quite simple:
The joy of having a dick.
Penises are super things;
You ladies should be jealous.
An organ surrounded by sensitive skin
That's smooth and rarely hairless.
It starts to grow dramatically,
When you're about thirteen.
Your testicles on either side;
Your willy in between.
It dangles neatly down below;
Soft, obedient and loyal.
At the slightest hint of lust,
It's ready to uncoil.
Handle it with love and care;
For it can give great pleasure.
Has it grown since last weekend?
And when did you last measure?
Some people fret about its size;
They give it lots of thought.
Is seven inches long enough?
It makes guys quite distraught.
They peek across in urinals,
To compare and try to see
But if another glances back at them
There's no way that they can pee
Without this fabulous organ,
No shag would be complete.
Lesbians will try their best;
But must admit defeat.
It has two main bodily functions,
I'm sure you'll all agree,
To start a whole new life,
And of course, daily to pee.
But I think the thing that's marvellous;
About that one eyed brute
Is that when its trying to procreate,
It knows which fluid to shoot.
It remains with you;
Until you're old and frail.
Don't take it out in public though,
Or you'll be thrown in jail.
