Sometimes I write funny stuff, too.
I burnt my penis in the shower.
Scalding hot water touched the tip and I could do nothing but cower.
I stepped back from the stream and the steam cleared, showing the gleam
Of my rose red penis head looking bright as the actual flower.
I cried and I screamed and my happy emotions were overpowered,
My shriveled dong looking like a baby’s hand that had soaked in water for hours.
I grabbed a towel and cleaned my dowel, the feeling still foul
My mushroom cap looked like it had been cooked to be devoured.
As time passed, the feeling changed from a painful burning to something much more sour.
I iced the circumcised cucumber for a while, the pain vanished like Europe from the Mayflower.
I laid back in bed, wondering if it was all in my head or if the pain was really in my head.
I can’t believe I burnt my penis in the shower.