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Pardon me!!!

I’ve got a little problem
So please folks beg my pardon
I’ve grown a lovely boil
Right near my lady garden.
 
I can’t believe the size it’s grown
To show it I’ve no desire
But the pressure is unbelievable
And it feels like I’m on fire.
 
The doctor wanted to lance it
I said fine, put me to sleep
But after prodding my new mate
She said it was too deep.
 
Antibiotics for a week
Mind you two different sorts
Time me thinks to de-stress
And avoid all razor sports.

(2011)

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