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There was a sad prude out in Iowa
Who would say, "Please say it my way:
Do not say fuck,
It don't rhyme with duck.
Say untcay and itshay and uckfay."
Send this poem to a friend 1 A shiftless young fellow of Kent
Had his wife fuck the landlord for rent.
But as she grew older,
The landlord grew colder,
And now they live out in a tent.
Send this poem to a friend 2 There was a young man of Adair
Who thought he would diddle a mare.
He climbed up a ladder
And jolly well had her,
With his backside a-wave in the air.
Send this poem to a friend 3 There was a young fellow named Charteris
Put his hand where his young lady's garter is.
She said, "I don't mind,
And up higher you'll find
The place where my fucker and farter is."
Send this poem to a friend 4
Said Senator David I. Walsh,
"These charges against me are false.
Though I did go to Brooklyn
For sooklyn and fooklyn,
Not a gob laid his hands on my balsh."
Send this poem to a friend 5