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 Daniel Morgan
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 This is the tale of Daniel Morgan,
 Who had a tiny sexual organ;
 This gave the girls a sudden shock,
When they beheld his tiny cock.
 He laboured hard to find a cure,
 And poulticed it with fish manure.
 He tied it up with bits of string,
 But still it was a poor wee thing.
Just one inch long when fully reared,
And lying down it disappeared.
 'Twas just by chance they called Danny,
A half inch less they'd have called him Fanny.
One day Dan read in his Daily Mail,
That things called falsies were on sale
For women who had tiny breasts;
They wore these things inside their vests,
And then went out in latest fashion,
 To satisfy men's latest passion.
 Our Danny said "I am a fool:
 Why can't they make a big false tool!"
He worked all day upon his chopper,
And ended with a great big whopper;
Twelve inches long and made of plastic,
To stretch a fanny like elastic.
It really was a lovely job;
Upon the end a great red knob.
 Dan tied it with bits of twine,
It really did look rather fine.
 Lying there beneath his pants,
 It looked just like an elephant's.
 It was a perfect plastic penis,
All set to capture Dan a Venus.
 Girls all flocked around with glee,
To see his bulge stretch to his knee.
No other fellow stood a chance,
When Dan went to the local dance.
 When girls were dancing around with Danny,
 His tool kept tickling around their fanny.
 The girls began to faint and swoon,
As Danny waltzed them around the room.
But what a shock Dan had in store,
 For one night dancing round the floor,
 Danny stopped and loudly cursed,
 He felt his strings and strapping burst.
Before he reached the nearest seat,
His tool was dangling at his feet.
 His partner said with a nervous cough,
 "Excuse me, but your cock fell off!"
He couldn't face the scene thereafter,
 The wisecracks and scornful laughter.
All these girls that Dan had dated,
In tears to see his cock deflated.
A girl named Sylvia made Dan sick,
 As she gave his tool a spiteful kick.
Poor Danny screamed around the hall,
 For the string was tied around one ball.
As he staggered to the door,
 He dragged his cock along the floor.
 The band by now was almost crackers,
 As Dan went off to bathe his knackers.
So if you are like Daniel Morgan,
And have a tiny sexual organ,
Remember though it's only wee,
 It's always good enough to pee.
  That things called falsies were on sale