Penis on the road (a challenge poem)
By repomen79
Theres a penis on the road, Mrs. Bobbits dropped her load, She took a carving knife, Changed the old mans life, Hes a dog without a bone, next time he'll sleep alone. Penis on the road Theres a siren in the night, Men are searching left and right, The doctors cannot start, Without mr. Bobbits part. Put out an A.P.B. on Bobbits lost peepee, Sirens in the night. You gotta treat your women right. Dont sneak out on her at night, Insure her happiness, Or you might wind up less. Be careful what you hump, or you'll wind up with a stump. Treat your women right. Theres a penis on the road, Small and limp and getting cold. Mr. Bobbit wont be lead, Any more by his small head. The firemen will laugh, when they find the other half, Penis on the road,To the tune of "Riders on the storm" Written March 12th, 2002 © on Mar 11 2002 11:18 PM PST, Patric Patterson 0 • 14
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