Walking down
the street one day
I swore I heard
A small voice say,
“Unzip those drawers
Or without a doubt
Your great big balls
Will squeeze me out!”
I was amazed.
I was surprised.
A blabbermouth
Between my thighs?
I told myself,
“Don’t be silly.
It couldn’t be…
...a talking willy?”
I whip him out
To order beer
If I think the barman
Might be queer
My dick will shout:
“Give me a sip!”
But he’ll get his
On the outbound trip.
My dick speaks soft
My dick speaks loud
His forehead wears
A little shroud
Sometimes he’s
Politely flirty
Sometimes he gets
Downright dirty
His ditties are held
In high regard.
A veritable
Phallic Bard
During sex
He might complain.
But I answer with
The same refrain
“Shaddup!” I say
As I plunge in deep
“Fucking's precious
Talk is cheap”
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