There was a young lady called Bright Who could travel much faster than light she departed one day in a relative way And arrived on the previous night
Said a pretty young lady from Croft, Whilst amusing herself in the loft, "Salami or wurst Is what I choose first, But with baloney I know I've been boffed"
There was an old hag named Le Sueur Who just was an out-and-out whore. Between her big tits You could come for two bits, And she'd fuck in any old sewer.
Here lies the bones of Screwy Dick, He spent his whole life with a corkscrew prick, He searched and he searched in the feudal hunt, To find the woman with the corkscrew cunt. He finally found her and then dropped dead, The son-of-a-bitch had a left hand thread. Sent by Todd
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