159 – Rouse The Old John Thomas

Poem number 159
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Rouse The Old John Thomas
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Sexual diversity’s the norm, or so they say
Most men sleep with ladies but a lot of men are gay
Some men fancy animals and some seduce the dead
Some men’s wild ambition is to take their gran to bed
But no-matter the proclivity
There’s only one real goal:
To rouse the old John Thomas and then stick it in a hole.
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A hole, a hole,
Any hole’s a goal
Rouse that old John Thomas
And just stick it in a hole,
Find the game that suits you
And whatever keeps you whole
Rouse that old John Thomas
And just stick it in a hole.
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Some men do it solo with inflated rubber dollies
Some men have to wear a mask and wrap themselves in holly,
There are men who dip in ketchup and then penetrate a roll
But wild or tame the game’s the same –
Just stick it in a hole.
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A hole, a hole,
Any hole’s a goal
Rouse that old John Thomas
And just stick it in a hole,
Find the game that suits you
Do whatever keeps you whole
Rouse that old John Thomas
And just stick it in a hole.
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In the middle of the Arctic there are men who sleep with seals
In the hotter climes the coconut is something that appeals
Bankers may be wankers and some farmers like a foal
But whatever the perversity
A hole is just a hole.
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A hole, a hole,
Any hole’s a goal
Rouse that old John Thomas
And just stick it in a hole.
All men have to penetrate to save their mortal soul,
Simply rouse that old John Thomas
And just stick it in a hole.

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