Axe
It hangs right down below my knees,
And ladies beg, ‘ Let’s try it, please.’
They’ve never handled such a whopper
As that, my super massive chopper.
Ridiculous exaggerations about the size of my axe, of course!
For Susan’s contest
Hope no one's offended by this...
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