Plums

There’s no shame in having a fumble,
It’s good advice my good lads,
Don’t be shy about your y-front rumble,
Get your hand in and check your gonads.

There’s a pleasure in doing and knowing,
You can ignore the advice of our mums,
When you feel for what shouldn’t be growing,
When you fondle your well matured plums.

They may be nicely secreted,
Inside your Calvin Kline smalls,
But it’s a caress that is medically needed,
Is the checking of our underslung balls.