At a beach house in Brazil
In my back yard on a hill
A granit monolith 18 feet tall
At its base two giant stone balls
Created by nature it stands erect
But my neighbors don't object
It gives a message to all around
Who's the boss of this ground
My neighbors never say
Get your rocks off, anyway
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I've been told that in times of old A ruler erected in his pallace, a monument of his phallus A measure of his strength was its length His foot is not the root, To why he is called ruler, it's the length of his tool sir With this, measurement was equated, that's how the ruler was created Whether this story is right or wrong, at my age I just inch along
- Category: Humor
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I need a visit to that beach house with Brazilian women all around me
Thanks for the read Ok and for your comment. The women at this location might not be what you picture.
Hahahhahaha!
Sorely tempted to leave this one completely alone Soren, as it covered so adequately the urge by men to build giant erections.....
BTW: Found my school ruler, looked at it and put it at the bottom of my bottom desk drawer.... A well writ piece of fun.
Thanks Dave for the read and comment. As I sat looking at these giant rocks in my yard I couldn't let the opportunity go by.
lol
hope you have a great carnaval, dear poet
stay safe...
Thank you L.B. All the best to you
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