A nagging burning throb I cannot ignore
A growling wee monster that always wants more
A persistent creature awake before you
You're vaguely aware that its in your bed too
It wont go away until its needs have been met
It just wants to be gripped tight round the neck
Shaken and stirred its word is its bond
And if you play nice it will leave and be gone
Have a cold shower it will shrivel away
But like any horny devil
It will be back the next day
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Author:
johnofessex (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 19th, 2015 03:18
- Comment from author about the poem: morning wood does you good LOL
- Category: Humor
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