Best Speedo Poems

I knew of a man from Toledo,
Who laid on the beach in a Speedo,
No muscles he had,
It really was sad,
He had no physique nor libido.

He watched all the slim, pretty girls,
The ones with their hair in small curls,
But nothing he felt,
Down south of his belt,
He...

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This most peculiar man
Who did handstands in the pool
Always in the shallow end
In his speedo, to stay cool?

I've seen him dance in the street alone
This most peculiar man
Or out lying on the public grass
Working on his his tan. 

But mostly I saw him by the...

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