For all intents and purposes I am a normal man But in between my manly legs there hides a sloppy clam A hairy wet punani, a taco made of ham Made of roast beef, he loves to queef and squirt lots when he can My fishy little manpoon, he makes me very mad I told the doctors "sort this out! He's making me so sad" So then they took my arm Cut out a square of skin They rolled, sewed it, built it Then stuck it right back in My punani was sore and wet, but I felt like a male My brand new peenie weenie, was anything but failed! However the next week from then i felt a strange sensation My gushing sloppy clam was not enjoying this creation My poon was itching sore and red just like a house on fire My frankendick was sinking, my brand new oscar meyer! My punani needed cock so bad he swallowed up the dick Not to mention the replacement made my punani feel sick So the moral of the story, men, your punani comes first Listen to your clammy boy, or your frankendick may burst.
