Mr. Penis is your friend...

Ah, but he can be such a dick,

Sometimes you may call him just a prick,

Into you he does want to stick,

With lotion he does become quite slick…

Six or eight or twelve or more,

Length measured in inches, never is he a bore,

He is the ultimate sex machine,

More even than the street corner whore,

All comers he does wish to explore….

Girth seems to be what is desired,

You take what you get, yes that which is acquired,

On the knees Mr. Penis is sometimes admired,

Just hope you do not get one that is already expired…

The wetter the better,

Depending on what you want,

Mr. Penis will never owe you; he won’t be a debtor,

Take care of him you should, in winter knit him a sweater…

          © ed ~ 4/21/05