She Loved Undersized Men

"Praise for the tradesmen"

She loved under-sized men,
For her it was a yen.
To find a small man
Was always the plan
She did it again and again.
 
The smaller the better,
Without a French letter,
She rode them til dawn,
Their manliness gone,
She felt ever the better.
 
She loved the smaller size
And often closed her eyes
As she took them all in
(Balls to her chin),
And delivered an oral surprise.
 
What was it with small-membered guys
That made her so fantasize?
They were so humble
When she gave them a tumble
That she was oft idolized.
 
She once wanted it known,
(Cause she was building a home)
That work under-priced
Would be very nice
And rewarded when they were alone.
 
The plumber, of course, underbid
And last week on Tuesday he slid
Himself deep inside her
And began to ride her
Until they were both comfort-ed.
 
Sparky, the electrical guy,
Thought he should give it a try
So his bill was about half
(Equaled the shortness of his staff)
She called him ‘that one-testicle guy’.
 
Her home is now complete,
She’s married to Carpenter Pete,
His ever ready nailer,
Never seemed to fail her,
And made her feel so complete.