By Harem
Date: 7 March 2001
(( TROJAN BALLOONS ))
TROJAN BALLOONS
Some boys were outside, the weather quite sunny
Playing with balloons, that looked very funny
Their shapes were quite odd, not oval or round
Noticed their tips, as they soon hit the ground
From the window I looked, I watched them trod
Their new found toys, did seem quite odd
I soon came outside, to take a good look
Floating dirigibles, which I mistook
For party balloons, for children’s pleasure
To bounce around, a toyland treasure
I began to blush, when I soon discovered
The wrappers from which, had been their cover
They had been ripped, and thrown to the ground
By the boys who thought, balloons they had found
The wrapper labels, in clear blue tint
Said TROJAN, pre-lubed, In large plain print
In panic I sought, to grab them and hide
My face so red, so public outside
How can you take, their toys away
What can you say, why they can’t play
With their new balloons, their Trojan toys
Ultrasensitive , for adult boys
Without explaining, with no delay.
I quickly deflated, and threw them away
Where did they come from, I wondered out loud
How in the yard, could they be found ?
I searched around, and what did I find
Several more boxes, of different kinds
And then the bag, from whence they came….
Ribbed and tickly, and some the same
They boys were quite happy, to tell me the rest
The treasure they found, in their venture quest
Their Daddy’s old truck, is where they did find
The pretty balloons, thought he wouldn’t mind
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