There once was a bushel of peas
And a Jared upon his knees
But the lumbering fellow
Was always too mellow
'could not suck enough to please

Along came a farmer named Jensen
Whose ears were mighty perplexin'
His dick was quite sad
For he had made quite mad
His wife (who was quite the vixen.)


Jensen's ears heard a pitiful 'Why?'
As he passed the bushel of peas by
A tiny, little look
Was all that it took
To be shocked by he sight he did spy


There sat the Jared forlorn
Scowling at peas with scorn
They were shiny with spit
Yet their shells were not split
Despite the sucking they had borne.


Despite his ears that were flappy
Jensen knew how to make a man happy
He whipped out his dick
(It was stiff as a stick)
And instructed Jared in a manner most sappy

To Jensen's cottage they both did roam
(After pounding each other against the loam)
Danneel was quite sassy
And despite him being gassy
Jared found himself with a new home.