test tickle

pray what’s the catch
that men like to scratch
their hairy balls as though
it’d make them grow?

will tugging ‘em hard
like a string-strumming bard
quickly make each one
as big as the sun?

will a spirited public display
of loudly yanking the hay
make the harvest bloom
right out of underwear room?

will pinching them with love
like a surgeon’s deft glove
make the twain realize
they were made for XL size?

will rubbing them with pride
like saint with nothing to hide
and cupping them in one hand
save them from getting tanned?

but from my experience
the only thing that makes sense
is that between finger and thumb
lies heaven worthy to succumb.

ram cobain