Gro-o-own a man-stick
member, part of the torso.
It's massive it grows
such that I can’t see my toes.

Member is awake,
lookin’ like a great stake.
This ain’t no soft pillow; it’s engorging.
Cavernosum’s fed,
Casanova-led.
Raising, moving raiment till it’s really tight.

It ain’t slow…priapic; it grows
till it points to a rainbow—
sky’s attic, it rose,
as rubicund as a rose.

High jumps without delay,
ready for de lay,
wee one once, but junk is now engorging.
Bending like a snake…
member then comes awake.
Rayon raiment moving till it’s really tight.

It massively grows,
emerging from a deep doze.
It’s manic, in throes,
ready to make like a hose.