“Beware the itch, my son!
The scabs that ooze, the crabs that bite!
Beware the STD, and shun
Wearing women's pants at night!”
He took his fleshy sword in hand:
With zeal, the swollen blast he sought--
So rested he by the W.C.,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as for huffish breath he sought,
The Phallus, with an eye of flame,
Came whistling through the pubic wood,
And spurted as it came!
Oh God! Oh God! And thrust and thrust
The fleshy blade went splitter-splat!
He left it limp, and with his head
He went triumphantly back.
"And hast thou done the willy-whack?‘Twas dildo, as the vibrator buzzed
Come to the Bar, my beaming boy!
O arduous day! wahey! wahack!"
He chortled in his joy.
©Fleur and Tamara 5/99
Tam writes:
On the other hand however, I AM perverse, and happily admit it...*Cheery
smile*...
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durham_red@hotmail.com , (you're at my site, duh?!) (fleur)
tam@hotmail.com , http://takasha.connectfree.co.uk (tam)