Way back When the World Began,
God worked Hard to create “Man.”
As ideas from Then were Sprung,
Must have Been extremely Young.
Spry and Strong – Feeling those Oats,
Sure would Like to See the Notes.
Prostate – Smostate – was a Thought,
Haste was Not within the Plot.
Time has Passed – Billions of Years,
Age has Rearranged the Gears.
Walnut Gland is Now a Felon,
Feels just Like a Watermelon.
Cannot Sleep throughout the Night,
Many Trips to Drain it Right.
Plus the Drips that Dot the Wear,
Cannot Sit through Any Prayer.
Explanations Make no Sense,
Except One – I will Condense.
Prostate’s there Because you See,
God’s a “She” and not a “He.”
Men are Weak – Women are Strong,
She set it Right – Not got it Wrong.
Men luck Out – Cycles and Birth,
Their Time comes with Prostate Girth.