Antique Cock

 

ANTIQUE COCK

 

 

 

He'd talked of his colossus

 

But I was suspicious

 

I was waiting to see it unfurled

 

It turned out to be fictitious

 

I wouldn't call it vicious

 

And not the seventh wonder of the world

 

 

 

Of course he liked a dabble

 

He'd be better playing Scabble

 

Too little to appeal to a slut

 

He was heading for trouble

 

With his purple bubble

 

She'd see that and say 'Tut tut!'

 

 

 

There were eager fannies waiting

 

But not for carbon dating

 

This cock was as old as the hills

 

It wasn't innovating

 

And it wasn't inflating

 

It just gave a girl the chills

 

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Comments (1)

  1. scarletts_letters

    Lol, I’d like to see this become an ad campaign to return those guys who buy a Harley when they turn 60 to reality!

    September 03, 2015