Stupid Rhymes

by Roast

As I sit here on lunch hour
I will call upon my power
To think of words that are sour
And type them on my screen.

I wish to write something funny
That will bring in some money
And make life a bit more sunny
And possibly make girlies scream.

As I sit and contemplate
I realize this rhyme is second rate
To night I'll be forced to masturbate
But at least in the end I will cream.

K-Y jelly does the trick
But in the end if you can't pick
Don't use spit because it's sick
Just wait for night and a wet dream.

I like the smoothness of the lotion
As my palms make the motion
That always cause such commotion
Ten fingers and two palms make a great team.

I am blessed for it takes two
Hands for me to make it spew
Now your just thinking "Eeww"
This is in bad taste I would deem.

So here I conclude my rhyme
Because I am out of time
0.0174524 is the answer to 1 and Sin
Funny, rhymes are not always as they seam.

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