There once was a fellow named Watson, quite keen,
With a package, let's say, that was easily seen.
He’d swagger around with a confident grin,
Claiming his trousers could barely fit in!

The whispers would follow wherever he'd go,
"The legend of Watson is starting to grow!"
But he’d laugh and he'd say, with a blush on his cheek,
"It’s not all about size, but... come take a peek!"

This is a poem dedicated to my friend, Watson.

Keep Smashing It Out Bro !!!!