Waldo lost his balls today
he does not want to go out and play
he knows some wrong has been done
Waldo he was real well hung
What could have been will not now be
Waldo's wheels are history
He bent a wheel and he sprung a spoke
they call him fixed but he's feeling broke
Now if you run into Waldo's two
missing little flowers
he'd like to know why they had to go
He kept them clean for hours
Now he's just a leaf without the bud
Waldo's sleeve has lost it's stud
It's a brand new game
for the girls and boys
Let's find Waldo's toys
If Waldo had tweo legs not four
they would've cut less
they would've left more
they'd have left the engine taken the fuel
Waldo'd still have the family jewels
and his holy heat seeking device
he's a boardgame now without the dice
If only he could have realized
the joys of having been vasectomized
In a perfect world, Waldo would have had
just one night where he could be real bad
with a little dog about to get spayed
just once Waldo could have gotten laid
and he'd have the memory all his life
before his gonads met the knife
with a little restraint and opposable thumbs
Waldo something different
might have been done
now he's lying out back feeling low
Waldo's balls have ceased to roll
