1 November 2012
Shaped like two ripe plums
Perfect orbs of pleasure
The only pair of things I own that shrivel in cold weather
Each day I lather up and finger with such care
In fear that I look down one day and they will not be there.
It doesn't take an age to check for lumps and bumps and things
And just in case your not so sure there's helplines you can ring
So put your childish smirk aside, it is no joking matter
The more you check your balls my friend the further from the surgeons platter.
My Little Friends • Opuss № I