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The Circumcision
Our Sid felt well-jaded his sweat, it cascaded he feared the end was well-nigh his head was a-pounding a hush ultra-sounding he all but stared death in the eye Steadily declining whinging and whining to the good wife, who had a short thread she saw a good chance eyed him askance said: I'll book you a hospital bed Afore rushed to hospital sweated and spittled he eyed her boobies in double-D vision for sure he'd have flown had he but known he'd been booked for a quick circumcision Foreshortened but sharper wooed by nurse Harper he contemplated suing for cash with his wired-up jaw he sipped through a straw animal innards and veg pulped to mash Nurse Harper, aflame with nary no shame tended his uncalled-for member renewal she was drooling and crooning and dream'ly swooning admirin' his family jewel In her somewhat dazed state her aim was not straight she inadvertently turned on the gas his urge was to flee of his wires wrenched free maneuvered escape from the lass From two storeys high (a short distance to fly) which in retrospect is soundly insane he took a long jump balls-down with a thump now his crotch is perm'nently sprained ************************************** For Joann's copycat's contest. Initially written by Sid, our mad poet. I copied the poem to my hard drive but somehow the title got lost. Maybe he can help us out with the title he used then. Sid, you're the bomb, me man!!!
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