Road Rash
(This is a fictional poem)
When I won a Yamaha motorcycle, I was really thrilled.
But I've had some wrecks that nearly got me killed.
Yesterday I went flying over the handlebars and my head hit a horse in the balls.
I refuse to quit riding my motorcycle because I have an IQ that is very small.
I've broken my arms and my legs and I have a huge rash on my ___.
I'm wearing a lot of bandages, even my wiener is in a cast.
I'm going to give you some advice that's free.
Don't ever ride on my motorcycle with me.
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