Of Sex, Death and Stolen Cock

For Deepak Sim
it was a sin
and yet with not a moment's hesitation
he fucked the British Captain's wife as hard as Satan
and rounded out the opportune deed
filling her with his ripe seed
The shit hit the proverbial fan
nine months later ‘wan’
the child born was darker still
then midnight from the window sill
In great despair the Captain took wife’s life
and drown the child that same night
then packed his bag for London Town
He left without another sound
The child floated free
and Deepak found him in a tree
fallen in the River Ganges
holding on with his phalanges
That child grew to maturity
Deepak named him for the tree
He called him Banyan and lived to see
his son on his last day of breath
and so dear Deepak found sweet death
Banyan grew to be a man
he rode a camel across desert sand
He found it hard to ride for long
His cock so large it just seemed wrong
to irritate the sensitive skin
that held his ripe cock tight within
His balls, big as pomegranates
made it hard to sit
He wore a skirt so very short
that women were known to retort
Come down and fit you giant dick
inside my pussy very quick
His goal in life was sex and sin
His desire was to fit within
Virgins and married gals
gay Generals and their pals
In no time he had consorts
perhaps a few genital warts
for not all vaginas are chaste
some have sex most any place
and Generals asshole may be dirty
even if the military are flirty
Through various permutations
he courted the widow queen of the nation
and married her with desire
Two years later came the funeral pyre
Banyan never knew the tradition
that consorts are burned in perdition
and so while smoking on a Meerschaum pipe
the Queen's guard put out his lights
So our dear dead Banyan was to turn to ash
but just in time a guard in need of cash
cut his large and swollen member
and sold it in December
for great profit and now this phallus
is used nightly in the Harem Palace
giving satisfaction as a lady's toy
and on occasion by the Prince, a chubby gay boy
who finds its insertion an uncommon joy
A warning to those that possess a monster cock
To hide it in baggy pants and lock
The door at night to avoid the fright
Of in the morning waking
To piss without cock shaking