A Short Poem

I wrote a poem today,

There once was a man named Eenis,
And he didn't have a penis.
So he got on his bike
And he took a hike,
On a quest to find his cock.

A mountain he climbed,
But only to find,
The magical penis he sought.

So he had a wank,
And he came in his face.
Oh, what a big disgrace.

The towns people laughed,
And the man went mad!
No more could he take,
The poor old lad.

So he took his own life.
Sat his bum on a knife.
And ruined his cashmere rug!
...WHAT-A-WASTE!

The End.