There comes an age of a boy,
Where he starts to develop his toy.
In those teenage years,
He starts to play with his spear.
Tug and stroke he goes on and on,
Polish he does until it has shone.
But this is best to do alone,
When mum and dad are not at home.
There he sits with dick in hand,
He looks over and there mum stands.
Yet the boy is caught not once but twice,
His parents say there best not be a thrice.
Next time you decide to give yourself a treat.
Check who’s home before you start to beat.