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« on: November 08, 2008, 12:40:00 am » |
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There once was a girl who couldn't ****, Because she kept playing with 'er clit. The doctor said 'stop!'. So she pulled off her top, And started to play with her tit!
There once was a girl from Belize Who could put fruit in her c*nt with ease If you're drinking some tea When she has to pee Just ask "Some lemon juice, please"
There was a man from Nantucket Whose **** was so long he could suck it He said with a grin As he wiped off his chin If my ear were a c*nt I could **** it!
There was a young girl from Hoboken Who claimed that her hymen was broken From riding her bike On a cobblestone pike But it really was broken from pokin'!!!
There was a goucho named Bruno Who said, "about ****, I do know,.." That women are fine, And sheep are divine, But llamas are numero uno!!!"
There was a young woman from Ealing Who has a peculiar feeling, She lay on her back Opened her crack And pissed all over the ceiling
There was a young man from Bellaire Who was screwing his girl on the stair. But the banister broke, So he doubled his stroke, And finished her off in mid-air.
There once was a man from the cape Who **** a barbarian ape The ape said you fool You **** up my tool And put all my arse out of shape
There was a young man from Spartar, Who was an incredible farter. At the strength of one bean, He could play "God Save the Queen", And Beethoven's "Moonlight Senata". The selection was tough, I admit. He didn't stutter one little bit. He threw his arse aloft, And he suddenly coughed. And collapsed in a shower of ****!
The Duchess when pouring the tea, Asked "Do you fart when you pee?" I replied with some wit, "Do you belch when you ****?" And I think that was one up to me
Once a young gay from Khartoum Took a lesbian up to his room. They argued all night Over who had the right To do what, and with which, and to whom.
A pretty young lady named Vogel Once sat herself down on a molehill. A curious mole Nosed into her hole -- Ms. Vogel's OK, but the mole's ill.
An architect fellow named Yoric Could, when feeling euphoric, Display for selection Three kinds of **** -- Corinthian, ionic, and doric.
There once was a lady from Exeter, So pretty that men craned their necks at her. One was even so brave As to take out and wave The distinguishing mark of his sex at her.
There once was a hacker named Ken Who inherited truckloads of Yen So he built him some chicks Of silicon chips And hasn't been heard from since then.
There was a young **** from kaloo Who filled her **** with glue. She said with a grin, "If they pay to get in, They can pay to get out again too!"
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