The Nine Incher Man, Dan: written in 2001

In Surrey, I have a friend called Dan,
He’s known in some circles as The Nine Incher Man.

I remember once he had this one chick,
She told, in confidence he had a magnificent prick.

Another girl told me he was to Toobukoo and huge,
Even when using cream or some lube.

When you talk to the guy, he’s quite fun and cool,
Obviously when you go in the showers with him you look like a fool.

I was never one for size, more technique meant more,
When you make a girl scream, she can be heard next door.

Anyway back to my story about my friend,
If his shlong had eyes it could see round the bend.

Ha ha you giggle and laugh at my story,
His thing is that big, as a big as a lorry.

But I have to say if you meet the guy you wouldn’t know,
That in his pants, there was something evil below.


I end my story about nothing you see,
Just my good friend, I swear it’s as big as a tree.

The End