Geile Bertus

Horny Bertus was just thirteen
But he had never gotten laid
And you know with a teen like that
There’s a lot going on, I’d say
He read dirty magazines a lot
So he knew a thing or two
And despite his young age
He had quite the vocabulary too

Now Bertus had a little problem
He wasn’t exactly a catch
Girls thought he was a creep
And honestly, that’s a match
But Bertus had a ton of friends
They often talked about sex
Bertus stayed quiet, 'cause he had a
Serious self-esteem complex

One day in February
He came home way too late from school
Mom was mad about dinner
Sausages with collard greens, how cruel
But that didn’t bother the kid at all
He was over the moon, so pumped
He always wanted to get laid
Well, today he finally jumped

Whistling happily in the kitchen
He helped mom with the dishes
She was from the old school
Never talked about those wishes
Bertus thought that was just fine
If only mom knew, oh man
Tomorrow he’d be revisiting
A little snack on the way, that’s the plan

And sure enough, from that day on
He went at it every day
With the same girl every time
Bertus was a horny play
In class, he had some status
(With the guys, that’s for sure)
When they’d throw around some dirty words
He’d chime in with a few, pure

Laughing, he went through life
But suddenly came the news
That she had just passed away
With a smile, she’d left the blues
Bertus cried big tears
He was deeply affected, no doubt
'Cause his own sweet grandma
Had made a man out of him, no doubt.