Do Your Palms Get Soft

Do your palms get soft

When you finish whacking off

Are they icky and they're sticky

Like a snail or a moth

Do you try to wipe they clean

On your jacket or your jeans

Do your palms…get…soft

 

Do your palms get soft

Before you turn the shower off

Because you had to spank your monkey

While you were thinking about your boss

Did those yoga pants she sported

Get you thinking really naughty

Do your palms…get…soft

 

Do your palms get soft

In bed at night, when lights are off

When you really should be sleeping

But, instead you're jacking-off

Wishing that your next-door neighbor

Really owed you a big favor

Do your palms…get…soft

This poem is about: 
Our world

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