He came here one evening, to troll on The Gimp, Whose wrinkly old phallus was lifeless and limp. Invited to a game of "dry dock me bro", Did not know the difference between "no nothing" and know. He threw down his gauntlet to see whose was longer, The Gimp shook his head, for he could be not much wronger. The young kids, the dic pics, the tables roll call, The Gimp's sorry manhood t'was pathetic and small. "Touch the tips" was the challenge, The Gimp took a seat, To the masturbatorium now to pull