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Penis Poem...
My nookie days are over
My pilot light is out
What used to be my sex appeal
Is now my water spout.
Time was when, on its own accord
From my trousers it would spring
But now I've got a full-time job
To find the blasted thing.
It used to be embarrassing
The way it would behave
For every single morning
It would stand and watch me shave.
Now as old age approaches
It sure gives me the blues
To see it hang its little head
And watch me tie my shoes.
My pilot light is out
What used to be my sex appeal
Is now my water spout.
Time was when, on its own accord
From my trousers it would spring
But now I've got a full-time job
To find the blasted thing.
It used to be embarrassing
The way it would behave
For every single morning
It would stand and watch me shave.
Now as old age approaches
It sure gives me the blues
To see it hang its little head
And watch me tie my shoes.
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Tried tying a knot in his willy
But it wouldn't work free
So he couldn't pee
and then he felt terribly silly
There was a young dancer called ginger
poking about with her finger
She said there's a chance#
That this self romance
Is something like fluff claimed to love doing a little while back
Tried tying a knot in his willy
But it wouldn't work free
So he couldn't pee
and then he felt terribly silly
There was a young dancer called ginger
poking about with her finger
She said there's a chance#
That this self romance
Is something like fluff claimed to love doing a little while back