Once, when I was more flexible than now
no more longer soldier or PW, but student
of philosophy, I managed, not all that rarely
to put the tip of my male thing
between my pouted lips, to suck
as well as I lick it was the greatest pleasure
in my life. Yet, the contortions that demanded by exercising usually left my chest in a condition of moderate pain, at no other time in my long, glorious life, I did so often consult Mister Kenner, a german specialist of lung diseases. No X-ray ever showing anything abnormal.
( from ernst jandl (1925-2000)- german lyrician )