I beat my meat all day, oh joy!
Without a blow up doll to be my slave
Although air heads do pump my nads
Yet I still had my staff
But not my better half
I miss my girl we grew apart
I’ve come to gripes how long we’ve been estranged
A brown stripe stains my underwear
It’s time to change my shorts
She said I was immature
And acted like an anal wart


I saw my shrink today, Hail Freud
And over tea we discussed my gourd
A jack o’latern has no face
Only holes simply carved
Empty head being starved
He filled my prescription


Drugged up, and eagle spread
Felt a giraffe give me head
Losing all control I was a wreck
Its bulging neck was more than it could take
Like ‘Deep Throat’ or sequel two
Being filmed inside a zoo
Shot my load in style and made it choke
And then I awoke from my hallucinating


I smoked my bong all day, no joints
Some heaping bowls from Humbolt took me higher
And from the bowls known chemicals
I bowed to nature’s call
Try and guess how many bowls it took to hit that magic wall
I feel my prescription