Cuk-a-doodle, goes the cock
Fog smears the break of dawn
What follows is the sound of a yawn
First steps in the day, the movement of a pawn
Went to the loo to make a point
While I was at it, I lit a joint
Sat back, waiting to be inspired
Hemping is sometimes required
Took a hit and watch as the smoke uncurl
Another hit and the thoughts in my head conform…
Masturbation,
A disease or a release?
Bad or sad?
A sad disease or a bad release?
The spurt of the seed, a sigh of relief
A phase we all go through
An action some will stick to
Thoughts filled with provocative images
Books filled with educative pages
Birds let loose outta their cages
Concentration tuned up to the max
Building up for a shameful climax
Pornography,
A potent man’s fun or an impotent man’s drug?
Attention given to it ends with a shrug
Bugs keeps crawling on our rugs
A good girl in love with a thug
Sad people in search for a clown
Wavy goes the wrinkles of a frown
Emptiness is the nature of a ghost town
Whatever goes up must surely come down
Masturbation and Pornography
Soil and Topography
The two brothers of a kind
One comes first, the other in line
Sour is the taste of lime
Deeper in the sex abyss, youths decline
Internet or the world wide web
The spider traps the fly in its web
Sucking its brain outta its head
The noisy belch of a man well-fed
A call to notice on these issues
A messy butt-crack needs a tissue
Wild fire spreading up on the mountain
Let’s put it out while there’s still water in the fountain
The chime of the hour jolted outta ma trance
Flushed the loo, watch ma shit do a dance
Okay, enough with the delay
Would have loved to stay and play
But the sun’s out, gotta make some hay
Phew! What a way to start a day.
