What IS That?

Some sights can't be unseen!

                                                                                                                                                         

                     If you're expecting real poetry, this ain't it!             

                        I can't watch, what is that s**t,

I know it seems like I'm just having a fit,

but, what in the hell do you think you're doing?

Come on, seeing your Johnson, I am now ruing!

 

I swam out here to relax, but what a sad sight!

I'm telling you pal, you just torched my rights.

I don't even know what I'm out here for.

Wow, look at your junk, I'm one lucky otter,

 

and that would make you Limpo the Show Off King

I don't know, I wouldn't brag about that thing!

Technically you're fishing, but also sun tanning.

The sight of your love-spud I'd be banning!

 

Is that a fishing pole, or are you just glad to see me?

I'm telling you, that, no one should have to see.

I've seen some weird s**t out here, but this takes the cake!

Put it away, for my, or at least God's sake.

I may be just a critter, but, lord, the sight of your bod,

with your waving in the stiff breeze rod.

Into my retinas it is now permanently seared. 

I'm still alive, and I'm SWIMMING HERE!