Sexual Frustration
by Casey Jespon
© 2002

Sexual frustration
Puts a hole in my relation
Spend a lifetime waiting for a chance of copulation
Hung like a piquenino, I'm so sexually deprived
Gotta stare at breasts five times a day to stay alive

Love is like a drug
It's gonna send me off the heezy
I got more game than a megaton of parchesi
But my chances of winning always seemed a million to one
I'm a meager batboy in the game of fornication

My beard gives an image of seniority
But my penis expresses inferiority
And masturbation always keeps priorty
I'm like a Rocky Horror virgin
Familiar with the home video version
But never ever been the the theater excursion

Sexual frustration
Puts a hole in my relation
Spend a lifetime waiting for a chance of copulation
Hung like a piquenino, I'm so sexually deprived
Gotta stare at breasts five times a day to stay alive

First time I kissed a girl
I shoved her to the ground
Opened up her frown and slipped my tongue down
But it wasn't real when I copped a feel
I was sleeping in my bed, could've been dead
To that girl I never said I dreamed of her giving me head

They see me as a clown
With some cash and a Ph.D
She doesn't know that all I see
Is her ass walkin' 'way from me

(Dude, the other day I was at work and she walked in. Called me over to say hi. She was with her boyfriend; he was looking for smokes. He probably owns a gun. I said it was nice to see her, but I felt like I was rashamboed. God kicked me in the nuts and told me to write this poem. So here it goes)

Legs like the trunks of a buttercream tree
Smoother than silk and a shoesize of 3
The eyes too sweet to see past my lies
And that ass, that ass above her thighs
It turns with each step like rainbow blossom
Like salad I wanna take hold and toss 'em
Hair like a mink coat blowing in the wind
I want every inch of her caramel skin
Oh, how unholy she makes me feel
Those breasts are almost too good to be real

Sexual frustration
Puts a hole in my relation
Spend a lifetime waiting for a chance of copulation
Hung like a piquenino, I'm so sexually deprived
Gotta stare at breasts five times a day to stay alive

Cover me with sour cream & chives

I'd likely just end up getting hives

Fuck it,
I've never even kissed a girl


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