There was an aesthetic young miss 
            Who thought it the apex of bliss 
                To jazz herself silly 
                With the bud of a lily, 
            Then go to the garden to piss! 



Send this poem to a friend

1 


There was a young lass from Hoboken 
            Who said that her hymen was broken 
                From riding a bike, 
                on a cobble stone pike. 
            In truth, it was broken from pokin'. 



Send this poem to a friend

2 


A proper young lady of Taos 
            Had her panties trimmed neatly with lace. 
                But a vulgar young man 
                Raped her roughly, and ran, 
            And left them pure panties in chaos. 



Send this poem to a friend

3 


There was an old spinster of Tyre 
            Who bellowed, "My cunt is on fire!" 
                So a fireman was found, 
                Brought his engine around, 
            And extinguished her burning desire. 



Send this poem to a friend

4 


There was a young lady of fashion 
            Who had oodles and oodles of passion. 
                To her lover she said, 
                As they climbed into bed, 
            "Here's one thing the bastards can't ration!"



Send this poem to a friend

5