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Slap to the sack

There are many mysteries in this world,
When people vanish do they come back?
These cheeky little aliens - I thought,
Just need a good slap to their ballsack.

Like tapping a puppy on the nose,
putting a naughty child through a wall.
You'll find oftentimes to calm things down,
you just need to flick a ball.

It works a treat when there's trouble afoot,
Even the Indians gathered around a totem,
Knew what's best when there's civil unrest,
Is a meaty slap to the scrotum.

Be cautious with your aim,
use your strength for good measure.
You're aiming for the sack here remember?
The goal should not be pleasure.

I was at the gym the other day,
and there were men gossipping in the halls,
Gossipping about me I thought,
cheeky boys - I'll slap their balls!

"Come here boys!" I yelled,
with gusto but donning a frown.
"You've all been naughty boys,
now get those trousers down!".
Written by PooSmoothie69
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