Pull my wiener
So sorry prince Albert
Bout the blisters on my wiener
Breaking out the sea biscuits
For breakfast, lunch and dinner
Hob nobbing it with the top knobs
Let me be upfront
It’s part of the wiener culture
A chance to take a punt
Baby you can pull my weiner, don’t refrain
Pull my wiener like you’re pulling the goddam chain
Pull it like fitzcaraldo
Making the pass like a tug of war
Heaving and hauling the motherlode
Scrimping and straining , a rachetless pincer-wheel
Shuddering , shimmering in the last summer sparkles
Giddy up glimmer horse, make rock into matter
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