….I think I got monkey pox in my jock, shoes and Sox, I want to play Footsie but I might pass on monkey pox from my shoes and Sox, not to mention my jock.. oh my god my crotch, I know it ain’t mere jock itch and this ain’t no toys for tots, this is serious, it got me delirious, ain’t no cheering this, these bumps and lumps is tighter then a stripper’s rump; you know the ones with the junk In the trunk. It got me ready to jump, I can no longer sit still and meditate like a monk. It got me wishing I was a skunk, at least I wouldn’t have monkey pox in my crotch, Sox and jock. Psych! I’m joke’n. LOL!
P.S, Don’t slap EvenwheniLie for this when you see him!
- Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 26th, 2022 00:40
- Category: Humor
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