The Tale of the Little Blue Pill
Their time had come, the lovers tryst
They wanted more than a jive and twist
To help them on their lovers way
They tried blue pills… that all I’ll say.
He took the magic pill one night
Hoping that things WOULD grow NOT might
Looking and waiting to see what’s what
What a shame it turned out more like what’s not.
Disappointment cut him to the quick
But she said that’s okay, we’ll still make it
Love they made hour after sweet hour
They even made it in the shower.
Leaving their lovers room behind
They set off home only then to find
The little blue pill had started to work
Its little blue duty it did not shirk.
It was hours later with no lover around
Things still popped up and starting to astound
Standing proud in the supermarket queue
Trouble is it was his thing, his you know who…
He walked past the automatic till machine
That scanned the shopping, them we’ve all seen
His manliness accidentally scanned proudly erect
Trouble is it was then classed as a reject.
© 15/03/2013 ~GG~
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