My Pen-Is

I'have spent so much time Writing and painting female walls With my mortal paintbrush When Midnight strikes They ask to see it And all I could say was 'hush'! My Pen-is Unloved-unkept hidden under .. Heavy briefs But Trust me- My pen-is not so brief My Pen-is The epitome Of male hunger Though sickness it always ponders The doctor- it fears to bother.. My Pen- is Fears the prick of a needle Relations with a scalpel it cannot farthom Sex is what ignites it Like a lighter to a smoker It burns with desire- after all Its passion lies between her thighs Though my fate is unsteady My Pen-is still grows unhealthy But because I love my baby I'll stop worrying about my Pen-is Size And just get circumcised !!