I'm afraid I am incapable of joining in a poem. I am not a 'team' player at all.
But I enjoyed what you have done here.
I hope you won't mind me contributing by posting a poem I wrote a while back on the same theme.
It's called - The Person who said Yes to Spam -
I have a penis so big that I can't get out the door,
so many women want me that though it's huge it's sore
I've taken so much Viagra that I'm permanently aroused,
and drilled through so many walls that I have to be rehoused.
I wear a Rolex watch so good you can't tell that it's fake,
I've lost a ton of weight on a brand new diet shake,
I've been offered a part time job that I can do from home
But I don't need it as I've got millions according to Mr N'gome.
All I needed to do was send him just a hundred quid,
'cos the authorities' palms needed greasing and so that's what I did,
it was the very last of my social security check,
but soon I'll be stinking rich and therefore 'what the heck?'
But having a very large penis,
and all these women chasing,
is more than a little embarrassing,
It's something I shoudn't be facing.
When I get my Nigerian millions
I'll have to give surgery a whirl,
so I can get back to normal
after all I am a girl.
