It's barely a week Till I see you again With a blow up prosthetic I'm bound to feel pain. To increase my threshold That's what we want 'in it' I'd best go to boots And get surgical spirit. Then soon you'll be caning me As hard as you can And I'll lay there unflinching Just to prove I'm a man. Dream on dream on I'm not really that tough It will be quite a while Before you treat me so rough. Rest assured I'll keep trying Till I make you feel proud And when you beat me I'll whimper Making hardly a sound. slave peter
