by Nick Gisburne
The spell is potent, quick to take effect
For something so astonishingly cheap
But when the stated benefits are checked
The penalty is obvious, and steep
A shifty little wizard sold me this
A powder, from a mangy, moleskin sack
I should have guessed that something was amiss
I doubt he was a druid, just a quack
A musical erection is no joke
The magic, meant to elevate my thing
Surrounds the trembling testicles with smoke
The shaft, with pride, with passion, starts to sing
A mix of disco, blues, and classic rock
Extremely entertaining, for a cock
