It shrinks
sometimes
It grows
from too much heat
or too much cold

sometimes
it’s hard
sometimes
it’s soft
sometimes
it wiggles
when I cough

sometimes
it’s new
sometimes
it’s old
sometimes
it’s shy
sometimes
it’s bold

don’t need a spare
but I have two
I don’t know what
they really do
I hate to say
I hate to mention
but sometimes they both crave attention
it’s not profound, or even trippy
I’m only talkin’ bout
my nippies