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d my dick had run away
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d my dick had run away When I awoke, something seemed wrong I reached down and felt no schlong Though it hurts me just to say I found my dick had run away I went to the mirror and looked again My midsection smooth, just like Ken I started to scream, to wail, to shout My favorite friend, I was without Below the belt, I had no worth Not even one single inch of girth Looking down, I wished me dead The thought striking my only head. For dangling down, I sure did lack My swinging dick, my ball filled sack For like a man, I sure ain’t With nothing ‘cept my lonely taint But on the mirror, hung a note I’ve no idea, just how it wrote Perhaps he found another mate With which the departed did dictate I’ve had enough, I must complain Of sex, it seems, you do abstain I do hope you understand Lend me more than just a hand I cannot take it, I’ve had enough I must explore at least one muff Or perhaps some lips would spread apart That at least would be a start But you, it seems, are shy and meek To women, you will barely speak And while my balls do burst at the seems You content yourself with porno scenes I’ve lived enough without affection My life has been one long erection Where I go, I cannot say I’ll find another chest to spray I read the note, with much surprise The tears spilling from my eyes You may think this a farce, crazy, strange, or silly Yet it was signed, my dearest friend, Yours, Willy I found some hobbies, I began to learn All hoping my dick would return As for women, I no longer stalk I open my mouth, I actually talk And then, one day, my dick came back Dragging behind his only sack He said he’d stay on one condition If getting laid remained my mission Soon a girl, we both did find With intercourse on her mind Her body she allowed me full access And so I did start to caress Finally, I’d found my move Her dress she slowly did remove And as we positioned, ready to go My penis did refuse to grow She tried to help, to fondle, to suck Only down below was such a schmuck He left me hanging, just like a dope Trying to swing, with a piece of rope She shrugged, I stammered an apology Now that I was willing, where was he? And though she gave me such a lick It didn’t work, what a dick! THE OLDER WE GET, THE BETTER WE USED TO BE!...  |
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