(I found this song which seems strangely fitting for all of the bad poetry)
I was diagnosed with genital warts today.
They are all over my back and under my shorts.
I visited the doctor and he told me to be grateful.
Ooooh!
"You wouldn't believe how disappointed it makes some people when they get a clean bill of health. I'm not cool, they'll yelp."
Aaaah!
"Go home, take this salve, rub it counterclockwise until it burns real bad."
Life can be hard when you have warts inside your cheeks
now eating corn flakes isn't such a treat.
My wife left me and my dog ran away
all because the warts on my nose tend to spray.
Ieeee!
"Come in Thursday at 12 O' clock, we'll laser those suckers off your cock."
It isn't fair to say it was all her fault.
I should have worn the latex glove for that 'amphibious assault'
Ohhhh
"It's all over, you're still alive. Though, the warts will survive."
This is my life now, I suppose it's cool.
I thought being healthy was rather cruel.
But every puss filed day can be an adventure, adieu.
