I jumped in the pool. I wore my Speedo;
I thought my jewels were secured.
To be modest is my virtuous credo,
though, my swimsuit, some have demurred.
Ten laps later I got out to off-dry,
intending to sit ….in poolside lounge chair,
but then an errant ball I did spy,
sticking out of a hole …. with some hair.
Yes! My left gonad was all uncovered;
I wrapped the towel ‘round and went to loo.
Had anyone else, my errant ball, discovered?
I checked to be sure that I still had two.
Two were there I found, to my great relief;
that one had gone wandering made me laugh.
I turned suit inside out. Problem solved, my belief.
Hole was now on right, and right ball was bigger by half.
Yes! When I was born the doctor said to my dear Dad:
'Your boy's right gonad is huge; 50% more than the right! '
My Mom was almost too tired to care, but she was glad ….
that I had the normal number of what's-usually-out-of-sight.
Well, I was correct. My right gonad stayed within the Speedo,
though a bit of it was showing through the silly hole.
I returned to the pool, bending a little my above credo.
I never had thought my rightie would come in handy, bless my soul!
(February 6, 2015)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
first i wrote/typed 80%, but i changed it to 50% to match half in the poem, AND maybe to make it more believable?