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Jim was a lumberjack from Borehamwood A chainsaw mishap took off his manhood His Love life was a mess He now suffers from stress So he made himself one out of oak wood . He went to bed one night full of desire Sue his wife put on her sexy attire Things got steamy and hot He gave it all he got But with the friction his oak thing caught fire . His poor wife shouted " For crying out loud" The poor woodcutter no longer stood proud His once oaken member Was a glowing ember A blackened stump he's no longer endowed. The smoke alarms in the house all went off Sue and Jim splutterd and started to cough Fire men broke down the door Saw Jim's dong on the floor Couldn't believe Jim had used it to boff. So every night when they both go to bed They both read books and watch TV instead Then he had a great thought And the next day he bought A ten inch piece of pipe made out of lead. In his workshop he worked on it all day The next night asked Sue "Well what do you say" She couldnt help laughing At the size of his thing She said" You're not coming near me, no way. " Written on the 9th June 2020
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