There once was a farm girl named Mabel Who at milking was not very able. To get over her fright, She practised at night With sausages under the table! |
A lecherous Bishop of Peoria, In a state of constant euphoria, Enjoyed having fun, With a whore or a nun, While chanting the Sanctus and Gloria! |
"Here I sit in a misty vapor Some damn fool stole the toilet paper My bus is late and I cannot linger Lookout butt here comes my finger! |
There was a young gal from Wick, Who asked her mum - what's a prick? Her mother said Annie - It goes up your fanny And jumps up and down till it's sick! |
A pretty young maiden from France Decided she'd "just take a chance". She let herself go For an hour or so And now all her sisters are aunts. |
On the internet they found romance, That put both in a sexual trance, But each had a gripe, That it's hard to type, With a hand stuck down in your pants. |
On the internet they found romance. That put both in a hot sexual trance. But each had a gripe, About having to type, With a hand stuck down their pants! |
There once was a man with a member That would only stand up in December. He said, "Then it's too cold For a hard-on so bold, I wish it would work in September!" |
The night was almost gone, As I opened my eyes with a yawn. I was quite amazed With her thighs on my face, I was seeing the crack of Dawn! |
A lady, by passion deluded, Found a man who was drunk and denuded, And fit as a fiddle, And hot for a diddle She tied splints to his penis and screwed it! |