Making Love To Nine Wives
(This is a fictional poem)
After making love to nine wives, I really do get tired.
I didn't have the energy to get out of bed in the morning so I got fired.
I have nine times more sex than any normal man does.
Two days ago someone turned me in and I was arrested by the fuzz.
I've had so much sex that my wiener is covered with blisters.
When my newest wife learned that I was going to jail, it really pissed her.
Making love twenty times a day can cause frustration.
I don't mind being locked up, I need the vacation.
Copyright © Randy Johnson | Year Posted 2006
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