Whispering Sweet Words to my Manhood
I was bored so I wrote this poem:
You make me happy that I’m not a female,
It’s much more fun having a meat tail.
Clean you, stroke you, milk you and clamp you
Yank you, crank you and most of all thank you.
I spend lots of time in pleasuring you,
And I spend too much time in measuring you,
I do spend some time in resting you,
But it’s all worthwhile to keep from upsetting you.
It’s just that..
I just wish you were bigger,
So I squeeze you for hours,
And waste all my showers,
In the hope that one day you will be a world power.
And when I am bigger,
I’ll scream like I’m Hitler.
And I will not be modest,
I’ll share you like a communist.
And when that day comes I’ll wear jeans outside,
And I’ll no longer hide,
And when the girls ask I’ll tell them with pride:
It’s not a rolled up sock.
It’s just my big cock.
And I love it a lot.
Would you like to see it sometime?