O Ruddy-Headed Dick
Tuesday, February 24th, 2009 by StroogWrap yourself in rubber, O ruddy-headed Dick
As soon as the surface you tread becomes slick
We all like the touch of a texture wet like dew
But even the warmest precipitation can bring sickness unto you
You may feel constricted, you may feel less free
But it is nothing like the inconvenience of when it burns when you pee
And remember, anon, when you protest that your pleasure in her it does diminish
That without your rubber she may grow full with child, her beauty eternally finished







