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!
Copyright © Milton Toran | Year Posted 2013
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