Randy Johnson

That's Gotta Hurt! - Poem by Randy Johnson

When I wouldn't buy my teenage daughter a brand new car, she kicked me in the crotch.
From now on I'm not taking my eyes off my testicles, I'm keeping a twenty-four hour watch.
It feels like my balls have been smashed by a brick.
I'd give a million bucks if my daughter had balls to kick.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 11, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 24, 2011

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