I Still Love My Dick!

( the really happy love poem continues )

Life sure is going well,
In fact, it sure is swell;
I still love my dick
And I'm here to tell.

Just the other day
We were discussing getting laid
And I asked him if
He had any particular preferences.

He said it didn't really matter,
He didn't need any references
And that he was a pretty good
Judge of personal character.

We've been together for quite a few years
And I've only questioned his judgement
Once or twice or maybe three times
I don't properly recall.

So we went to town
And he started to act a clown
Saying, "It's okay baby, you
Can't keep a good man down!"

I had to rein him in
And slap a raincoat over him
Before he dived on down
And into the thick of things!

The coy smile on her face
And the pleasant moan from her lips
Let us know it was all
Worth this quickie little trip.

We went and threw back a few
Then started out refreshed and anew
Talking smack, we went back
And got it up again!

"Once more into the breech, my friend!"
One more YEE-HAWW! before the end
Of these festivities and before we
Have to head on home.

At the end of it all and feeling 10ft tall
And pretty satisfied with ourselves
We headed to hearth and home
Until the next time when we'll roam.