ODE TO A DICK
(Nixon - 1960)

O’ long you were
to reach your full stature
Ambitious
Straining
Seeking approval
A mandate for your desire
So close you came
Poised
On top
Dripping with anticipation
Certain that access is granted
For a Career capping thrust
Swollen
With confidence and pride
Eager to hear
The squeal of success
To feel the warm gripping embrace
Of the grateful
But your ejaculations of “VICTORY”
Are premature
You dry up
Sweat on the brow
A checkered past
Limp
Cuckolded by one more charming
Defeat, humiliation, pain
Withdrawn into the comforting folds
Of your skin
You wait
And dream
Of another chance to score
You do
But you’re not very good
And everyone hates you
You know what I mean