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Mr. Stick


This is to be preformed holding a black stick, as a prop. 
 
I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Stick.
His girlfriends call him simply Dick 
Mr. Stick is an adamant lady lover.
You'll find, he's unlike, any other 
 
Women think of him as their bodyguard 
Because he's tall, thick, strong and hard 
For when they meet an obnoxious prick
They just pull out and wave at him, Mr. Stick
And if he tries to get in their pants
One flick by Mr. stick will change his stance
 
For when you get to meet and spend some time
With, you're very own Mr. Stick, who is truly fine
You?ll feel a special warmth and pride 
For Mr. Stick can touch? you, deep inside 
 
He?ll know your not scared or feel betrayed 
By some repressed feelings or emotions frayed 
For love, unbeknown to your conscious mind 
May start you thinking, you want to touch his shine 
 
I'm sure that unlike men, it will not come to pass 
But you never know, he may fall in love, with your ass 
For deep within each of us, there is a void 
That was once touched upon by Dr. Freud 
 
If you expose someone to your deep affection 
They will start to move in and out in that direction 
So if you want to find a bit of heaven 
And don't have time to go buy booze at seven eleven 
 
Make your self your own loving stick 
I can prove to you he'll do the trick 
When you feel, for love across your soft smooth skin
You'll have to think to warm him before you put him in
 
Later, you could attach a thong to the end, near his tip 
And you will have made a nice subservient macho whip
Good love is hard to find, as you play the finger game 
Don't despair; tomorrow he will make you come again 
 
So be gentle to yourself, softly caress your new shinny stick
For tomorrow morning he'll be back to get you off in a flick
Take each thrusting, splintered moment to be lived 
With your solid lover, who shares in this simple gift 
 
I will guarantee, you will never, have need for any other 
After Mr. Stick, has become your one and only greatest lover. 
 
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