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It's called the "Generally Accepted Penis Song." I'd love to hear what it would sound like as a folk song (or some acoustical guitar arrangement.)
Would anyone like to give this a try?
((cue acoustical guitar))
Gather 'round, every man Every man of every land. Bring along nature's bounty Bring it on - from every county!
The wind blows, but we don't care Sitting bare on our derrières! Brothers all, let's stand and sing Our hands entwined but not coup-ling!
I look at you, you look at me We're nature's brothers, can't you see? You have a hood, and yours is free And together now, we will sing:
No skin should stand between us! No Bris Milah separates us! We're brothers all, can't you see? We're all one penis - you and me!
The fighting has brought ill-repute To decisions made without dispute, By boys and men, every day, To keep the hood or let it free!
We handle every one the same, We handle it - it's not a game! We handle it, and handle it some more, (I think I've lost track of the score...)
But we're together, our hands entwined, It's time to let our hate unwind. Your dick is capped, and his is bare And together now, we will sing:
No skin should stand between us! No Bris Milah separates us! We're brothers all, can't you see? We're all one penis - you and me!
Listen close, hear that sound? It's the rush of something profound. It's not a fart, but our resound. Brothers, let's not goof around!
We came together for a cause. What other reason would give us pause? But our manly bits, proud and bare Would there be a greater care?
So brothers all, look around! We're together here, gender bound! You are hooded, his is free, And together now, we will sing:
No skin should stand between us! No Bris Milah separates us! We're brothers all, can't you see? We're all one penis - you and me!
((music slows))
We're brothers all... can't you see? We're all one penis...
JUST YOU AND ME!
~Writer~
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