When She Played With My Cock

I once owned a rooster farm

And this girl would come and visit

She just loved my sense of charm

When she'd see my cock, she'd kiss it

A happy rooster he'd be

To have her lips touching his beak

Watching both of them you'll see

Why my cock waits for her each week

She'd pet the head of my cock

And he'd slowly start to rise

He'd get off around the clock

She was in awe of his big size

A small rooster he was not

He always had a lot of luck

And I liked this girl a lot

I just wish, I was, my cock

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