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           Purple Love Machine
  
          I'll tell you a short poem; 
          I'll try to make it quick. 
          You might think it quite harmless; 
          You might well find it sick. 
          The subject is quite simple: 
          The joy of having a dick. 
           
          Penises are super things; 
          You ladies should be jealous. 
          Ever since the early days, 
          When it was small and hairless; 
          I've looked upon that bit of flesh, 
          As something very precious. 
           
          It starts to grow dramatically, 
          When you're about thirteen. 
          Your testicles on either side; 
          Your willy in between. 
          When erect it's quite a sight; 
          A purple love machine. 
           
          It dangles neatly down below; 
          Obedient and loyal. 
          Its seeds are hidden well within; 
          Awaiting some fresh soil. 
          At the slightest hint of lust, 
          It's ready to uncoil. 
           
          It has a mind all of its own; 
          It's like a wild beast. 
          It squirms and writhes and stretches out; 
          When you expect it least. 
          You can't control its energy; 
          You must wait 'til it's ceased. 
           
          Handle it with love and care; 
          For it can give great pleasure. 
          Has it grown since last weekend? 
          And when did you last measure? 
          Still, no matter what its length; 
          It's something you should treasure. 
           
          Sometimes, yes, it misbehaves; 
          Erecting when it shouldn't. 
          A bumpy train ride sets it off; 
          Just when you wish it wouldn't. 
          Did that lady notice it? 
          You blush and hope she couldn't. 
           
          Some people fret about its size; 
          They give it lots of thought. 
          Is seven inches long enough? 
          It makes blokes quite distraught. 
          They peek across in public loos, 
          And try not to get caught. 
           
          Masturbating is a sin; 
          That's what some folk believe. 
          But those are just old wives' tales; 
          Outdated and naive. 
          And if you're feeling tense or stressed, 
          A quick wank does relieve.
  
          Without this fabulous device, 
          No shag would be complete. 
          Lesbians will try their best; 
          But must admit defeat. 
          And what a handy tool it is, 
          When one needs to excrete.
  
          The penis is quite marvellous; 
          It has so many uses. 
          For women it is special too; 
          Excitement it induces. 
          And babies can be procreated, 
          From its sperm-filled juices.
  
          And always it remains with you; 
          Until you're old and frail. 
          Don't take it out in public though, 
          Or you'll be thrown in jail. 
          Just look at it and feel proud; 
          And thank the lord you're male. 
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