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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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