there once was a man from nantucket

Yesterday was International Limerick Day, a little-known holiday. So, in the spirit of this joyous of days, I came up with a little limerick of my own:

There once was a man from Lauderdale
Whose manhood was short and pale
The girls giggled and the boys snickered
But the boy only said
You just wait till you taste my head!

OK, not my best work, but there are strict rules around limericks. I think I stuck to those rules. Plus, what the hell rhymes with Lauderdale?