THE 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,
FROM MY TROUSERS IT WOULD SPRING,
BUT NOW ITS JUST A FULL TIME JOB
TO FIND THE F-ING THING!
IT USE TO BE EMBARRASSING
THE WAY IT WOULD BEHAVE,
FOR...