Thursday, 17 November 2011
Erection
Sometimes,
When thinking of you
As a symbol of my affection
I get an erection -
Correction -
A stonking great big boner.
When I was a boy
This projection in my pants
Was embarrassing.
Red-faced, not yet red-handed
I would arrest the upstart
And uptuck it up my belt.
Like a BIG GIRL in a sports bra.
Sometimes he'd peek over the fence
Enraged by his incarceration
But othertimes he'd subside
Once tied up.
Now I am a man
This projection in my pants
Is cause for celebration
That three years in
I stand to attention
When you call me
Still I rise
Still I rise
Still I rise.
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