ARBAON

ARBAON
or
(A Rose By Any Other Name)

How many names pass through my mind
Whene’er I start to write
About myself, about my parts?
The list could take all night.

The first which comes to mind is when
I try to rhyme with “front”,
The word which springs to mind I know
Is obviously “cunt”.

And then I thought, “How many words
Could I use for that part?”
And so I tried to make a list
- At least, I made a start.

I started with the obvious
(I’m quite a brazen hussy,)
So that my next word on the list
Was obviously “pussy”.

I thought again, and this time thought
“What rhymes with pit and clit?”
The answer came all in a flash –
It was of course “my slit”.

Then other words all sprung to mind,
They came in fits and starts.
The one I should have thought of first
Of course was “private parts”.

There’s “vulva”, “crack” and “slash” and “twat”,
There’s also “hole” and “yoni”.
The list seemed getting endless
Though some words seemed rather phoney.

So after “gash” I thought again
About our Queen (Regina).
There’s only one word she would use
And that is just “vagina”.

So does it matter what I call
That place between my thighs?
The only thing which really counts
Is how it is for size -
To take inside all kinds of cocks
And fill me with my prize.