I'm retired, name mister nanno
That's the bengali for a dick
I've lived my life in sun and strife
No longer that firm and slick
I don't like my neighbor mister asshole
He stinks all the time
He farts a lot, the sound is soft
But I feel it's a horrible crime
Plus most people don't see
What I get in front of me
You'd think a girl, face pretty and all
I get a cave with rancid waterfall
Or a tonsil sometimes or a shitty cave
And that's the reason I come so early
I can't wait for the horrible experience to end
I can only tolerate it yearly, only nearly
And an orgasm is me being sick
I don't enjoy the vomit in fact
The piss is bad and it is sad
I can't ever retire from that
I hate the rubber jacket
That makes things really really bad
Imagine swimming in your puke
Worse experience I've had
The guy I'm attached to
Is a penny less fuckpot
An unpaid no-good imbecile
Of the depressed and brooding lot
I haven't seen a new underwear
He never has any cash
The cheap material he wears often
Gives me red blisters and rash
A militant atheist and empiricist
Thinks he's the prime minister
When in reality no one gives a fuck
Except his mommy and sister
As a hail mary attempt
I've condescended to fuck a test tube
That way I ensure a sterile experience
And my favorite deo scented lube
For you see the balls are always bitching
They want to pass on the gene
I'm nonplussed about this freak's continuity
But I can't be obscene
He has never done or had any fun
Worth a mention if you ask me
His heart of gold can't be cashed or sold
And gold is the color of his pee
Hero wants to open closed eyes
With doodles and wretched rhymes
The man is going to get crucified
I'll die needlessly for his crimes
