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Click hereThere was a feller with a skinny dick,
And on it was a head like a door knob.
This feller's sense of humor was fast, and quick,
And so he called his bulbous head "Old Bob!"
It really looked funny just hanging down,
But it looked dangerous at attention.
When someone laughed, or whispered he would frown,
He'd pretend to ignore what they'd mention!
He was a good lover til one sad day,
He got a strange urge like never before.
He greased Old Bob good for a game he'd play,
He wanted to stick Bob in her back door!
He talked a girl into bending over,
And he caressed her sweet ass with a grin.
Then he humped and pressed and pushed and drove her,
And with a sudden pop, he got it in!
The poor girl earlier had ate parched corn,
And like all corn, it moved through her fast.
When Old Bob finished he was raw, and torn,
And too sore to withdraw, and aghast!
It was an embarrassing trip they made,
To Emergency at a hospital.
The feller moaned as they worked and he prayed,
He'd not lose his knob, with their withdrawal!
This feller with his skinny dick, and knob,
Had a bit of Irish good luck that day.
They'd greased her hole good, and jerked on "Old Bob,"
And they saved his Old Bob's knob for more play!!