My Alarm Cock

My Alarm Cock

By: David McGhee

I wake up at six in the morning

  Every morning.

    I wake up to my alarm cock.

It hits me in the face, begging me to play with it.

 But it's so fucking early!

   I awake to my alarm cock.

But to be truthful it's really Frank's alarm cock.

  I'm just a part time fellow myself.

    I hear they don't make them like this anymore.

      Frank is corn fed, hung like a horse, feet like a Roman emperor.

        His cock is one of alarm.

          For he owns the alarm cock.

Safe in bed and safe with his alarm cock.

  Although, technically it is mine,

    because I set the timer.

He lets me make tea. So I make chai.

  Chai gives you better blood flow to your alarm cock.

    That's if you're a dude.

      Dudes rule!

        Cocks rule!

And alarm cocks slap me in the face!

  Wake up!

I awake to my alarm cock.

  He rests it on my forehead, my alarm cock.

    Frank is inside my mouth, my alarm cock.

      It rests on my shoulder, my alarm cock

Frank puts it in my eye.

I love my alarm cock.

One day I will be a man of my own.

  And I will use my own alarm cock

    To wake me up.

      To have and to hold.

Give me my alarm cock! Goddammit, or I'll cut a bitch!!!