Okay, so I was bored and decided to make up a poem. The bottom part isn't that great but hey, at least I tried?
There was once as a man named Rick.
He had a 10 feet long dick.
He had a 10 feet long dinger,
That he touched with his finger.
He doesn't think that it's wrong.
To have a penis this long.
This is a poem about Rick,
And his 10 feet long dick
Rick’s brother’s name was Nate.
Oh how he loved to masturbate.
He jerked off all day. he jerked off all night.
He played with himself, til he felt alright.
He tried to fight temptation,
But he could not ignore the sensation.
Masturbating was so good that he couldn’t resist,
Little did he know he was dragging himself to the abyss
He masturbated so much that he became sterile.
What was the point of living, if his joy was in peril?
So... any suggestions? constructive criticism? flame? Anyone even reading this?
-Allen