(This is a fictional poem)
When I was sleeping with my girlfriend, I got caught.
Her dad was so furious that he tied my wiener in a knot.
A violent beating was what I got.
Believe me when I say that it hurt a lot.
That pounding is something I haven't forgot.
If you're wondering if I'll see her again, I will not.
Randy Johnson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-pounding/
