To the Wilds of the Wongo waft the cries of the Congo
They're callin' their Boner-fide King
"Return, Evil Twin! Come Whong us again!"
... but Whongo's got new dongs to ding.

Beryl and Meryl are vexed he's so virile
And Johnny just jabbers and jibes 'im,
The rest of you shiver and shudder and quiver
So scared of your hornies you hide 'em.

He's Whongo the Wimp! He's long, never limp
'Nough valium to dam up Niagara
Still couldn't dampen his verve or his vampin
(Or vie with his vault of Viagra!)