There was a man named Daniel Morgan
Who had a tiny sexual organ
He gave the girls a sudden shock
When they held is tiny cock
He laboured hard to find a cure
And poulticed it with fish manure
He tied it up with bits of string
But still it was a little thing
Just one inch long when fully reared
and lying down it disappeared
"Twas by chance they called him Danny
Half inch less they’d call him Fanny
One day Dan read in Daily Mail
That things called "falsies" were on sale
For women who had tiny breasts
They wore these things inside their vests
Then went out in latest fashion
To satisfy men’s beastly passion
Danny said "I am a fool"
Why can’t I make a big false tool
He worked all night upon his chopper
And ended up with a great big whopper
Twelve inches long and made of plastic
it stretched just like a piece of "lastic"
It really was a lovely job
Upon the end a big red knob
Dan tied it on with bits of twine
Really it looked rather fine
Lying beneath his pants
Looking like a ele-phant
Girls flocked around with glee
To see his bulge stretch to his knee
No other fellow stood a chance
When Dan was at the local dance
As girls were dancing round with Dan
They felt his tool against their fan
And soon began to faint and swoon
As Danny waltzed around the room
But what a shock Dan had in store
For one night dancing round the floor
Danny stopped and loudly cursed
He’d felt his strings and strappings burst
Before he reached the nearest seat
His tool was dangling at his feet
His partner said, with a nervous cough
"Excuse me Dan - your cock’s fell off"
A girl named June made Dan sick
She gave his tool a spiteful kick
Poor Danny screamed around the halls
For the string was tied around his balls
As he staggered to the door
He dragged his dick along the floor
All the girls that Dan had dated
Were crying while his cock deflated
The band by now was almost crackers
As Dan went out to bathe his knackers
Wise cracks and scornful laughter
He couldn’t face the scene thereafter
So if you’re like poor Daniel Morgan
And have a tiny sexual organ
Remember, though it’s only wee
It’s always good enough to pee