Short Gonad Poems

We all knew that she was a naughty nurse
For carrying a pretty pistol in her purse
While looking for a perfect excuse
For her great gun having to use.

Not only was she naughty but also bad
When she shot off his each gonad
And after that they had taken a poll;
All agreed to use this for population control.

Blow off each gonad by shooting a slug
Or into water insert a fertility drug
In all water sources and have a celebration;
For terrorists would be their last generation....

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