I figure I better get a quick poem written. Maybe not as inspiring as I'd like but ... hey ... it's early.

The Penis

Designed to be a trooper
When near a lovely lass,
It feels her hand caress it’s skin,
Or strokes it’s rigid shaft.

It’s wonderful how hard it gets,
Yet its head remains so smooth.
It twitches to a special beat,
When slipping past her moistened groove.

Primed with life’s milky seed,
And straining from desire,
You can tell, when he moans and groans,
That it’s ready to … contract and fire.

No longer able to resist the urge,
The muscles tighten quick,
And spurts of lotion pure and white,
Erupt from his ecstatic dick.

Soon the thrill subsides and then,
His breathing lessens some.
And he relishes the joy he felt,
As he shared his sticky cum.