god'swife27 Jan 2003

I was reading random poetry
When suddenly one night
I came upon the dumbest poem
That ever caught my sight

Some idiot just prattled on
and made no sense at all
He thought it funny to write rhymes
about hair and genitals.

He lead me down the garden path
through a churchyard to a cellar
He thought with laughter, I would collapse
To read how he stroked his 'fella'

Well let me tell you one last time
I'm sick and tired of reading
Of self abuse and penis juice
And auto-inflicted beatings

you boys are dumb
Who speak of bums
And Aids and prawns and brownings
Stay away, go and get laid
You're in serious need of mounting

I'm bored of being victimized by your manipulation
Practice is the proven cure
For pre-mature ejaculation.

It's obvious your cock is small
No 'Bishop' as you claim
your just some stunted acolyte
You should be ashamed.