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There was once a mechanic named Bench
Whose best tool was a sturdy gut-wrench.
With this vibrant device
He could reach, in a trice,
The innermost parts of a wench.
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There was a young golfer named Lear
Who went to jail for a year
For an act quite obscene:
On the very first green
Under a sign saying "Enter course here."
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I sat next to the Duchess at tea.
It was just as I feared it would be:
Her rumblings abdominal
Were simply phenomenal,
And everyone thought it was me.
Send this poem to a friend 3 As Jane's tits brushed Robert's chest,
Her belly on his came to rest,
And she gave him a grin,
As his penis slipped in,
To begin what both loved doing best.
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At a four-star hotel in Medan,
Yvette dined ensconced with a man,
And horny, yet nervous,
She knew once room service
Was over, her service began.
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