Dreams
How oft in wet dreams do I walk
While petting on my stalk
How oft in daydreams do I glide
I'm glad my thing is long and wide
And yet it's not so wide or long
As to be a useless schlong
So you think but you'd be wrong!
Contributors: | Francine, Anon., Karin. |
Poem finished: | 18th July 2003. |