Mirror And The Manhood

Imagine one wielding a tape, Mocking to measure your manhood, Awkward moments, hard to escape, Manhood in hand you feel no good. Or a granny who's seen it all Peering down, and menacingly Threatening barest truth to call, Wet behind ears you're all at sea. Another woman— a kill-joy Stares with Peeping Tom's attitude, Ready your repute to destroy, And you just watch— a helpless prude. Holding a magnifying glass, Trying what easy can't be seen, Another— cruel-looking lass Oh mocks at the pathetic scene. To shame you given half a chance, All this in mail-room pee-mirror Unleashing a reign of terror You the sufferer in a trance! Imagine a six-foot tall man In a place lacking solitude, Worried what one thinks of his manhood— He bundles off before began. One more hunk— sucker if you ask, Muses on a hot gasping girl, Her visage turns to mocking twirl, He hardly can complete his task. Mirror, mirror oh on a wall, Known art thou in fairness to call, Let me tell you: this is no good— This attitude on my manhood! ____________________________________________________ Imagine mirrors in a man's public convenience, one in front reflecting the picture on the wall behind with a woman mocking at the man and a ditty along side dwelling on her thoughts. Imagine how difficult would it be to complete the task in hand! _____________________________________________________ Tongue-in-cheek | 08.11.15 |