OH MY PROSTATE, MY PROSTATE

OH WHAT A DAY

YES, I WORRY ABOUT MY PSA

IT GOES UP AND DOWN

ALAS I WAS OUT OF TOWN

I COULD NOT ACT, BUT WORRY

TO RETURN I WAS IN NO HURRY

I ENJOYED EUROPE BY DAY

AND FORGOT ABOUT MY PSA

AND FORGOT ABOUT MY PSA

BUT FINALLY THE DAY CAME

I COULD NO LONGER REFRAIN

THE BIOPSY WAS INDICATED

MY STORY WAS SYNDICATED

I WORRIED AND WORRIED MUCH MORE

10 POKES AT MY PROSTATE I WOULD ENDURE

THE PAIN WOULD SEND ME TO THE FLOOR

OR RUNNING SWIFTLY OUT THE DOOR

I WORRIED EVEN MORE THEN NEEDED

MY DOCTOR’S WORDS WERE NOT HEEDED

BUT HE WAS RIGHT

I WAS JUST UP TIGHT

I WAS JUST A BABY

A FACT, NOT EVEN MAYBE

IT TOOK 10 MINUTES TO DO

SO FAST I WAS SAD IT WAS THROUGH

ALL OF THAT WORRY FOR NOT

THE PROCEUDRE LEFT NOT A BLOT

BUT AFTER A WHILE MY BUTT IS ON FIRE

THE ANESTHESIA IS LOSING ITS DESIRE

I NEED TO GO TO THE STORE

TO FIND SOMETHING TO SOOTH THE SORE

I’M WAITNG FOR THE BLOOD TO PASS

THEN I WILL BE MYSELF AT LAST

I CAN WAIT FOR THE RESULTS TO FIND

WHETHER THE NEWS WILL BLOW MY MIND

BUT I FEEL GOOD AND EXPECT THE BEST

I AM SO THANKING FOR ALL OF THE REST

MY FRIENDS CALLING AND WISHING ME WELL

AND TO ESCAPE THE GATES OF HELL