Oh, What a Pox!

Oh, what a pox - I broke my box!
Or so my friend does say.
I was in pain every night
and each and every day.
What I really did and was surely hid
Was fall and break my pelvis.
No more shaking and quaking
Like dear old darling Elvis.
What does that mean, that sweet refrain?
"Oh hey! She broke her box!"
Not a thing my love, to them a jolly pox.
My box is well, it needs your touch
To prove it's safe and whole,
To feel your cock within it
It would surely fill the hole.
So we can laugh when friends say,
"Hey, she broke her box!"
For we know that how we love
Would shake them in their socks.