well, I was at the track
the other day
and I had to go in
and take a piss.
I unzipped and stood there
grabbing and groping
and tugging;
I tugged and I groped and
I grabbed
and the guy next to me
said:
"my god, you must really
have a lot of it. . ."
and I told him,
"nothing like that, sir,
I've got my shorts on
backwards."
I got it out
from underneath
and pissed half of it
down my leg.
then I went out
and caught a
six to one shot
who won
by four lengths.
this is just another
boring poem.