Otawolla never advertised this Prize in Every Hundredth Bottle....
He wondered why his carrot/pineapple juice tasted a little salty...a little pre-cummy...a little bloddy
Drinking juice at midnight is something Mr. Anonymous won't try twice.
Little penis head...how did you get bottled in with the finest juice from pineapples and carrots?
Did your previous owner take a leak to close
To the bottling machine?
But they found parts of your brothers...
an eyeball at a 7-Eleven
and a piece of shaft found twenty miles away.
Are you part of the man
Who's head was found
In Cherry Creek?
Penis in a bottle
What is your story?
Reason for writing:
Honest to God true story. A man in Colorado found the head of a penis in his juice bottle AFTER he had drank 3/4 of it...makes you think twice about drinking after dark...
Birth sign: Gemini
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