There once was a lass from Seattle
                            
                    Who had a habit of sucking off cattle,
                            'Till a bull from the south
                            Shot a load in her mouth
                            
                    And made her ovaries rattle!

An orgasm can be oh so fine
A multiple one quite divine
But if you should moan
And it's not your own
You faked it you bullshitting swine.

A mouse in her room woke Miss Doud
Who was frightened and screamed very loud
Then a happy thought hit her
To scare off the critter
She sat up in bed and just meowed

There once was a hobo named Bob,
he likes to eat corn on the cob.
He lives in a box,
has holes in his socks,
And likes to eat pork flavour beans.
He sleeps on a bench in the park,
all by himself in the dark.
He sits on the ground
and acts kinda strange,
holds out his hand 
and grumbles "spare change?"

Sent by Candy

               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.