zephyr Posted December 26, 2006 Posted December 26, 2006 As I sit in the Doctors surgery Pain etched across my face I wish I’d been a bit more careful Took things at a slower pace The cause of my anxiety That’s caused my trembling lip? When I took a quick splash and dash Too quickly I pulled up my zip A scream like from a beast of Hades Escaped from deep in me I didn’t dare to pull the zip downwards Taste the agony of liberty So I stood, well actually hunched over Crying and spaced out Half of me in my trousers And half of me without I wish I’d been more careful To make sure that the beast it was caged Then I wouldn’t be in this predicament My fears would’ve all been assuaged Now I stand here half a man Cos the zipper bit my dick I’ve now got a half circumcision Without the aid of anaesthetic The Doctor tells me it will work again I hope he’s not telling me lies No more fancy fasteners for me From now on I’m wearing button up flies
Lonan3 Posted December 26, 2006 Posted December 26, 2006 28 lines that could be reduced to 2. I pulled my zip up much too quick And caught it in my flaccid prick. Poetry is meant to reduce - not expand!
Last Ten Posted December 26, 2006 Posted December 26, 2006 28 lines that could be reduced to 2. I pulled my zip up much too quick And caught it in my flaccid prick. Poetry is meant to reduce - not expand! Brilliant Lonan3 B) Last Ten
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