An Ode to my Penis

You have been with me from
the start soft hard, never bothered
which one you were when I was
young at heart.

I used to pull you my second
brain, little soft then long and hard,
as I grew, you grew with  me a friend that
never left. Only in the cold I wondered
where you are.

The years did pass and hair you grew,
where once I had pulled, now you
just went hard. Embarrassed I was as
always hard around the girls, some
laughed while others played with it
spitting at them when excitedly hard.

Age moved on my friend for life still
with me still getting hard but when
I wanted you no more embarrassment
on my face at random hard. My second
brain, getting wasted each day, never unclean
as cheesy smell I do not want as girls would
run a far.

We played in the wetness we have come so
far letting the children out in the damp
park. My wife screamed harder deeper
my god your big I love your hardness
up me and the children were excited out
of the umbrella they went a bit to far.

You have been with me through the soft and the
hard, got me in trouble, now three children later
I must end your spitting but you can still go hard.

Penis your my friend to the end when we had no
one a palm and a video was are night in, then softly
you went as to sleep in my palm, from the beginning
through the soft and the hard.