Layin’ in my bed, watchin’ some porn,
I keep on deflating cuz I hear my mom snor’n.

But I try to block it out so that I can proceed,
Maybe it will help if I lift up my knees.

My knees are now lifted and so are my spirits,
I spit on my hand and think, “okay, let’s do this”.

I pick through my bush to try and find my desire,
But it’s hard to find something deflated and as thin as a wire.

I finally find my fleshy crayola,
The scabs along it make it feel like I’m gripping granola.

So now I sit fumbling and flopping around,
Maybe it’ll help if a finger’s in my brown.

As I slip one in the air fills with a scent,
The scent of a rainbow, a true hero, a gent.

The scent in the air tastes quite musky,
And my dick’s so hairy it looks like I’m choking a husky.

But fear not my husky pup, I am here to save you,
Just stare in to my eyes as I masturbate you.

I am about to spit, I am about to squirt,
Good thing I’m outside, I’ll just spray in this dirt.

Now skip to the future to see what has become,
Looks like I have a plant baby from my once forgotten cum.

<3 Willie M.