Reggie sat on the edge of the table, drink in his hand
Ready to spill his guts, give them anything they might demand
However, he wasn't into any of that butt stuff
Didn't need an anal probe to allow them a free hand
"Hey", Reggie said
His voice with a little bit of a quaver
"Can one of you skinny big-headed dudes do me a small favor
And let me know just what you want so I can surrender now
I mean, it's highly unlikely I'm going to get any braver".
One of the skinny big-headed dudes turned to Reggie smiling
And put a finger to his head so he could tune into his thinking
Thoughts filled Reggie's mind, things he'd never considered
Like fathering hybrid alien children and potato worshiping
Then the alien seemed to laugh out loud
And Reggie was soon enveloped in a purple blue cloud
The door to the room opened and a lady stepped inside
She said, "Now, now Reggie, there's no need to be so proud
These tests are for your own good, they'll help you improve
We'll fix your teeth, clear up your acne, give you a groove
And if that is not enough reward for your cooperation,
We'll even give you the leaping ability of a kangaroo".
"Hmm.." thought Reggie, "that changes the proposition
Maybe I should reconsider my adamant opposition".
And seconds later Reggie was bent over at the waist
His pants around his ankles, his objections not so chaste
Because who wouldn't want the leaping ability of a kangaroo?
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