Can I Play?

Three people walked on,
On this gloomy summer day.
One very straight,
Two super gay.
Under the influence,
They had had a few.
Something that was old,
But they burned two.
Trying to entertain themselves
They wanted to see a dimple.
So they decided they would play
Find the nipple!
The game although immature
Could amuse almost anyone.
Required practice, concentration
Brings a level of fun.
The point of the game is
stare into the eye.
Trying to find a nipple
of the girl or the guy.
Take your index finger
And place it on the jackpot,
See your opponent
Blush when you get that spot.
The two boys began
As one tried to find
But I hit a bump and
He poked his friend's mind.
They laughed out loud
Drawing attention to the game.
But people didn't understand,
They didn't know the name.
So it was Guy #2's turn
He was determined so he goes.
I hit another bump in the road,
Guy #2 hit Guy #1 in the nose.
The girl with excitement
was ready to try,
She wanted to make
Guy 1 and 2 cry!
She goes to Guy 1
And closes her eyes
Feels him to find them connect.
She's got it to her surprise.
One point for her
And nothing for him
She wanted to be victorious
Being challenged, the sky got dim.
She waited for him to
Try and poke at her
But all he got
Was jacket fur.
But before they can get
To round number 2
A short stubby man
Who resembled a Jew
Began to glare
At the 3 people playing.
He scurried close
To hear what they were saying.
I think it's funny
No one can touch my nipple.
The girl was bragging.
But guy#2 I love your dimple.
So the little man
Now understood the game,
so he leaned over and asked
with absolutely no shame.
Hey guys, don't mean to be rude
Can I play?
The girl looks disgusted.
What!?! No Way!
Discrimination!
That's all he could say.
Discrimination? How?
It's because I'm not gay!
HA! That's funny,
That's not it at all.
It's because you're a stranger,
Ugly, fat, and 4 feet tall.
So sad and hurt
The old man turned away.
Why were you so mean
You don't know where he might lay.
Realizing how rude,
She agreed to one round.
The little man excited,
Smiled while making a sound.
Her eyes stared into his
And with a grin, she went.
She missed, she missed,
Her turn she had spent.
The pressure was on him,
He began to sweat.
His fingers trembling,
Perspiring, they were wet.
He took a deep breath,
And shoved his finger,
Which is how he discovered,
She was a singer!
She belted a high note,
And scared the short man.
I'm sorry, what's your name?
Before he could say Dan,
He got pale in the face,
And began to faint.
He fell to the floor
Out fell a brush for paint.
The girl stared
At the body that lay
Of a short ugly man
Who just wanted to play.
The Ambulance was called,
The man had died.
Poor little Jew,
the 3 of them cried.
Back on the bus,
In complete silence
they sat 2 and 1.
Their game they'd been playing
was no longer fun.
The girl's eyes wandered
And she saw the brush.
The cops forgot to get it
Because they left in a rush.
Attached to the brush,
Was a note that read,
The next nipple I touch
Will leave me dead!