There was a young fellow from Tut <br />whose behind was an elephant's butt. <br />Though considered a hunk <br />he was carrying no trunk, <br />just a stubby the doctor had cut. <br /> <br />He'd picked up a young girl at the Mall, <br />she was pretty and not very tall. <br />On his farm, in the hay <br />where he wanted to play <br />she said 'Dammit, my boy, is that all? ' <br /> <br />'I have had the complete operation, <br />eighty bucks plus some tax and inflation.' <br />But the girl took a peek....: <br />'It is substance I seek <br />and this stem does not rate an ovation.'<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/consequences-of-an-unkind-cut/
