There was a young harlot named Schwartz
Whose cock-pit was studded with warts,
        And they tickled so nice
        She drew a high price
From the studs at the summer resorts.

Her pimp, a young fellow named Biddle,
Was seldom hard up for a diddle,
        For according to rumor
        His tool had a tumor
And a fine row of warts down the middle.

There was a young lady of Joppa
            Who came a society cropper. 
                She went to Ostend 
                With a gentlemen friend--- 
            The rest of the story's improper. 

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Eyed the girls and had a ball,
Lots of whistles, even a catcall,
Thus... Humpty had a great fall!

Then came the cold winter breeze
and Humpty's arse began to freeze...
though winter's sure to be a dreary thing... 
Let's wish Humpty a bouncy spring!

There was a young man of Adair 
               Who thought he would diddle a mare. 
                    He climbed up a ladder 
                    And jolly well had her, 
               With his backside a-wave in the air. 

It's only human nature after all 
               If a fellow puts a girl against the wall 
                    And puts his inclination 
                    Into her accomodation 
                    To increase the population 
                    Of the rising generation--- 
               Why, it's only human natrue after all.