my take on the gag, these two are the most relevant these days
Once upon a midnight stormy, while I pondered, weak and horny,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten porn—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a slapping,
As of some one gently fapping, fapping at my bedroom door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “fapping at my bedroom door—
Only this and nothing more.”
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in No Nut November;
And each separate blueballed member wrought its jizz upon the floor.
Eagerly I scoured the pages;—vainly I had waited ages
Losing sanity in stages as I wait for N.o.R.
For the busty cum-soaked maiden calling me from N.o.R.
Taunting me for evermore.