There was a young student of art 
            Who made a strange anatomical chart: 
                In place of the chest 
                A grease spot on the vest, 
            And in place of the asshole a fart. 

A corpulent lady named Kroll
Had an idea exceedingly droll:
She went to a ball
Dressed in nothing at all
And backed in as a Parker House roll.

There was a young man named McFee
Who was stung in the balls by a bee.
He made oodles of money
By oozing pure honey
Every time he attempted to pee.

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. 

There once was an old man of Esser,
Whose knowledge grew lesser and lesser,
It at last grew so small
He knew nothing at all, 
And now he's a college professor.