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A post- Bobbitt prayer for males
Now I lay me down to sleep.
I pray my penis I do keep.
And, if I 'wake and it is gone,
I pray it rests upon my lawn.
And, if the neighbor's dog is free,
I pray my penis he does not see.
Better yet she does not take
That part of me I love to shake.
And please lord I do pray
Let me hide the knives away.
Protect me from what she might do
With scissors, hachets, and chainsaws too.
And help me sleep with my legs crossed
So my manhood is not lost.
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