Eyes Popping Out Poem by Don Juan Tenorio

She said I can take it,
It's big but I can,
you see it almost fits,
In my two little hands.
So we got to business,
In that hot humid clime.
Pushing it in,
A little at a time
And as we went on,
With me on top.
Her eyeballs looked,
Like they wanted to pop.
So I had to let her,
Take a ride.
On the baloney pony,
Up on the top side.
So she could enjoy,
Herself on top,
Without me worrying,
Her eyes would pop.

Don Juan Tenorio