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"Can't you see where this is all leading,
This nightmare of selective breeding ?"
He spat on the ground
And then turned around
And continued on with his weeding.
Send this poem to a friend 1 There was a young man who preferred
Having sex with some kind of a bird.
The rarer the species,
And the fuller of feces,
The better---that guy really loved turd.
Send this poem to a friend 2 A company of Grenadier Guards
While traversing the park, formed in squads,
Saw two naked statues
At three-quarter pratt views,
Which perceptibly stiffened their rods.
Send this poem to a friend 3 Have you heard of young Franchot Tone
Who felt of his own peculiar bone?
It was long and quite narrow
And filled full of marrow,
And less edible than stale corn pone.
Send this poem to a friend 4 There was an old maid from Bruton
Who had the bad habit of pootin'.
Her sphincter was weak,
Her wind she couldn't keep---
This tootin' old spinster from Bruton.
Send this poem to a friend 5