In the morning on the bus

On the way to school

I sometimes get a boner

And it really isnt cool


Cause its hard as a rock 

And I dont know what to do

I try to pull my shirt down

But it still pokes through


So. I walk into class

With a bulge in my pants

Trying to act normal

Watching ever glance


I make it to my desk

I should be safe for a while

But the girl sitting next to me

Has a knowing smile


       THE END



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