the scrivener's scrotologist

alerted to the dangers of
sitting on pouches which
indeed were so enlarged & swole that
a proposition tickled the urethric
to wipe the sheet of wonders
& swallow the lot

you cnnot under any circumstance (he sd)
nor must you
in the event of unjaculation
evacuate yr blithely spirit;
for as an ancient race conceded:
it will simply shoot out of the spine
like a spurtle but with less splatter than a serious spurt
& fly off in a funk

that sd
& for further advice on such matters
he recommended a blow on the ear

for (he sd) if you cannot reach new positions
with your own mouth then whose
mouth are you going to use

to which the scrivener replied
in his bestly scruntled hand-writing:
“surely sir it of fellatio that you so wisely wittle”