"A boy came to the poetry reading that I cohost and read a few bawdy poems. They were good, fun poems based on double entendres: "I spanked my monkey" turned out to be about a pet owner whose rambunctious monkey, well, got spanked. Another poem was called "She gave me wood," which turned out to be a corny cabin-in-the-woods tale about a guy and his girl building a romantic fire, and, you got it, she gave him wood. Okay, I'm a good sport, I laughed and it was all in good fun.But the men in the room?Ejaculated. All over the place. Had to hose the walls down. Laughed their asses off at the boypoet's audacity. "Oooh, you said, 'wood.'"
-Maggie Balistreri, www.cafemo.com