A Man Thang

The time has finally come, As we men most often fear That dreaded magic finger, Thank God it's once a year! The doctor does his duty, It'll all be over soon We'll take a subtle bow, To show our hairy moons! POP!...goes the latex, We hear the squirts of gel What only takes a moment, Seems like a month in hell! We'll grit our teeth in fury, Oh, what an awkward twist "Doc, is that your finger?!" "It feels just like a fist!!" As we waddle from the office, Our boxers rather moist Manhood's left on the table, Although it's freedom's choice! The time has come to pass, We'll dare not shed a tear A comfy sofa awaits us, Our egos nursed with beer!