Ode to Penis It feels like an itch, I go and scratch, Feeling not an itch, I grab a hard cock. I pet it to acknowledge, With a scratch on the tip, Returning the itch, I grab a hard cock. I grasp harder around, The other hand comes down, Both taking grounds, I grab a hard cock. Tugging and pulling, The itch becomes aroused, Squeezing and spitting, I grab a hard cock. The itch subdues, The towel is thrown, I awake with the blues, As I no hard cock.… Read more