Written a year ago but wanted to share this. I was just in the mood to share this:)
Men, don’t come easy anymore,
they’re covered in gray,
or speckled like cockerspaniels
and can barely touch their toes.
I went and bought a black, vibrating, super sized,
remote controlled penis-
fifteen dollars, I paid for the damn thing.
The clerk didn’t notice or didn’t care that
my hands were shaking when I put it on the counter,
He probably sold a hundred a day,
to forty five year old women.
Both his ears were pierced
and I swear I saw mascara.
A calm thought came to me
that maybe he had one too.
He looked in my eyes, pulled out aledger
and began writing down some notes,
probably my life story.
Another Kong Dong sold to a middle aged women
This was worse than waiting in the check out line,
for a price check on a box of tampons.
Everyone is standing, watching, and wondering,
if you need them right now.
Maybe some are surprised you still do.
The question might have been in his eyes or the man in line behind me.
While I was gathering my things,
and sliding the change off the counter,
the clerk said:
“What about that dry spell where having”
I replied,
“Yeah, I know, I don’t know how long I can take this”
He grinned, leaned over the counter and whispered,
“Don’t worry, it will let up soon”
I thought to myself,
Maybe,
but men don’t come easy anymore,
I'll just keep this thing, close
and some batteries in the dresser
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By S. Hunter-Wilson
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