The Day My Cock Fell Off

The day my cock fell off

Along the street my daily grind
In and out of days did wind,
Until one day a lovely find,
A maiden fair and quite refined.

I shit you not, this girl was tight,
With legs so long and ass so right,
Tits up high aimed at the light,
She’d rule my dreams night after night.

Gorgeous, too, and such a smile,
Exuding grace, excreting style,
For just a wink I’d walk a mile,
For just a kiss I’d swim the Nile.

Too hot, I said, for ugly me.
No shade of rose nor bend of knee,
No act of generosity,
Would sway her heart or make her see.

I passed her by with not a wink,
Dreaming of her tender pink.
And from her not the slightest blink
To show to me what she might think.

A rumble then within my pants
Did cause me to gasp and dance.
Passers by did look askance
As out my fly he did advance.

My cock, it seemed, had had enough,
Considering my treatment rough,
And passing up the better stuff,
He left me there in quite a huff!

He flopped right out upon the street,
Severed cleanly, quick and neat!
Not dead, oh no! Not in defeat,
He cursed at me from at my feet.

“What the holy fuck was that?
You’ll pass a girl as fine as that
And not at least just tip your hat?
Screw you! I quit!” he madly spat.

“Angels fair would fear to tread
The places you’ll send me instead!
Infested skanks who smell as dead!
Tramps with naught but air in head!”

“Dogs and hags, nasty as sin,
I can’t believe what you’ll put me in!
I swear to God I’m giving in
To leave you in that state you’re in!”

Shocked I was, and quite dismayed,
To wind up by my cock betrayed.
I plead my case and fairly prayed
For this catastrophe delayed.

“What about those sisters fair,
The ones with all that teased out hair?
The one who, from the other’s dare,
Let you in her derriere?”

“Winters four have passed us by
Since last I spat in the fat one’s eye.
And they’re no prize, I’ll tell you why:
They put out for every guy.”

“The short girl from the Dokken show!
Her tits were wide, her morals low,
Behind the stands you she did blow
And let us do her nice and slow.”

“Another skank, another tramp,
Half blind and stoned if YOU got her damp,
If memory serves you claimed a ‘cramp’
To get away from the nipple clamp.”

“I gave you Beth, that nice hot slut,
She rubbed you down and lapped you up.
Down she went, didn’t come back up,
Until she on your cum did sup”

“Good try, jack ass, but not so quick.
That’s all we got, that one short lick,
Drunk you were and you missed a trick;
I think that ‘girl’ had her OWN dick.”

“OK, I gave you Jenny Gray,
The one with whom you longed to play,
She kept you hard throughout the day.
You begged me to put you away!”

“I’ll give you that one – she was hot.
Most of the rest were surely not!
But a girl like this? Take a shot!
Give me a chance to get what she’s got!”

“Show some balls – you’ve got two, son!
If they between them had brain cell one
They’d have come with me and left you none!
Then all gone would be your fun.”

“What can I do? How can I please?
I’ll beg, I’ll plead, down on my knees!
Come back to me, I’ll tend your needs!
What will it take to thee appease?”

“I want some quim beyond compare,
With perfect legs and well trimmed hair,
Hot and tight, naked and bare,
Make sure she’s good and clean down there!”

“I want that girl you walked on by,
The one who could make concrete cry.
Without that one I just might die
So pick me up and lets go try!”

“You got it, boss. Lets go to work.
I’ll chase that tail with pluck and perk.
I will not fail, I will not shirk,
‘Til in her hand you buck and jerk.”

I scooped him up, brushed ‘way the dirt,
Affixed him to my mortal hurt,
Tucked him safe ‘neath pant and shirt
And off we went to find that skirt.