Tears dripping down his eyes
His life has been a bunch of lies
Fairy tales of sex being paradise
When its hell in disguise
Nobody seem to realize
the smile from the pain as he agonize
No one to help him rise
As he falls death calls and no Jesus to pay the price.
Lies,Lies and more lies is all he cries
With flowing ocean in his eyes
Nobody was there to cross his T’s or dot his I’s
So his foolishness was appearing wise
Nobody was there to advice or chastise
So his “device” he baptized between many thighs
The feeling was sweet and nice
So he went in again and again more than twice
To every lady that complies
Hot guy he improvises not paying heed to the consequences that underlies
In a matter of time his health begins to compromise
He goes to see the doctor for advice
But to his dismay and surprise
The doctor says he should start counting his goodbyes
The once hefty guy drops in size
“To Your Tents Oh Israel” as his friends begin to stigmatize
He realizes the price for indiscretion he can’t pay as he faces demise.
With tears dripping down his eyes
He wishes he has another chance to be wise.
FRIENDS, COUNTRY MEN
If you must go between thighs
Make sure you condomize
AIDS is Real; Be Wise!
Abstinence is being Wise!
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