The inadequates

Defective and unfinished
A missing link
Defective and scant
So you never think
Partial and neglected
Progress in hand
Wanting and left in the air
Understand

Incapability
Uncosciousness
Withdrawn and obsolete
Cancelled I stress
Emasculated unsexed and soeyed
Hobbled and nobbled
On your head its laid

You are short measure
Ill-equipped now to be
A man in the real world
Abandoned we see
A shadow of himself
An inadequate man
Undernourished and lacking
He hardly can

Rise to a height
Where clumsiness shows
Talentless and unendowed
Now Nothing grows
Where once a great manhood
Should have emerged
A muscular fountain
Which might just have urged

The spirits to lift
In the penis to be
Perilous tool
In one’s eternity
Instead in this case
It has shrivelled and dropped
And all of you hunting
It will be stopped