Tasty

by Findail

If you lie on your back it points up to the sky,
And it's round and it's hard and it's tall.
All the ladies that know it will say with a sigh,
It's the finest construction of all!

Those who've seen it all know that you can not resist,
The impossible draw of its size.
It fills some people's dreams til they simply persist,
In obtaining this wonderful prize.

Oh it's packed with mysterious tasty soft treats,
For the women as well as the guys.
It depends on your bent but it certainly beats,
Getting poked with a stick in the eye!

So what is this mysterious bastion of lust,
With attraction that never will fade?
Well, I'll tell you my friends if you think that I must --
It's the tower of our Warrior Maids!