Not measuring up

Since I came to college
And started sucking dick
I've had to face the knowledge
That I'm not the hungest chick

My dear old mom she always said
"Sweetie you're the GOAT"
But when my girlfriends give me head
It's barely in their throat

So I've made it my priority
To suck on quite a few
And I've joined a new sorority
Called Delta-Alpha-Mu

The girls are fun, we get in fights
With Eta-Beta-Thot
But one thing keeps me up at nights:
The cocks these girls have got!

There's Connie Hung, and Dixie Daze,
And Dora 'Donkey' Kennedy
I've told my mom and she just says
"You've still got big dick energy"

The first event for pledges
Is laying out the chart
And drawing round the edges
Of a girl's most precious part

They pinned me down and got me hard
(For me it happens quick)
And measured out my quarter-yard
Of graceful girly dick

I groaned aloud and promptly came
Just blew my load right then
When I read the furthest name
In chunky marker pen

The girls all want to blow her
This gorgeous big dick bunny
Both a grower and a shower
They call her simply 'Honey'

In inches nearly twenty-two
(In metric fifty-three!)
I shouldn't care but still I do
I just wish that that were me

Now Honey stalks my every dream
I love her and I hate her
I don't know if I want to scream
Or punch her, or fellate her

Instead I wait til she gets drunk
And creep up to her bed
I strip and take my dainty junk
And lay it on her head

Then let her have it in the eyes
Every fluid ounce
'Cause momma says it's not the size
But what you do with it that counts