Boners in History Class

Boners in History Class

A Poem by AAmell
"

Haven't we all...

"

I need it to go,

I want it to stop

I hang my head low,

And beg it to drop

This flesh citadel,

A big branchless tree

One tall pink hotel,

Trying to poke free

Please don’t call on me,

Do not call my name

I will try to flee,

To avoid the shame

I cannot fight it,

My body resists

I change how I sit,

Yet still it persists

 

It’s not hypnotic,

For that I am sure

 

So tell me boner,

 

What's so erotic

About the cold war?

© 2017 AAmell


Author's Note

AAmell
Pronounce "sure" like "shore" near the end

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You should remove the question mark after erotic and leave it without punctuation. Other than that this had me laughing my a*s off.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Added on September 28, 2011
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AAmell
AAmell

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