I Masturbate to Saturday Morning Cartoons

You know how it goes,
Don’t even act
Like you don’t know what I’m talking about.
The digital clock says about a quarter after 10
And there’s nothing you have to do today
Because you’re still half drunk
And getting out of bed just adds further questions.
Flip on the t.v.
My god in heaven, “I didn’t know 15 year olds
Could Bend Like that.”
It’s not the cartoon,
Who could get turned on by Japanese Robots?
But look at the chick they got to fill in
Between the gaps of the commercials.
Some blonde little number
Who’s made to look rad
By frizzing her hair out
And giving her a slightly ripped shirt
That amplifies her overly ample bosom.
It’s a good thing your hands
Are already clammy.
I feel bad for father’s watching with
Their pre-teen sons,
As a little teepee
Rises in both of their pajama bottoms
They’ll spend the rest of their lives
Never talking about it,
But every time they look at each other
They’ll feel the shame
That started with one toothy smile.