As Apollo was chasing the fair 
               Daphne she vanished in air. 
                    He could find but a shrub 
                    With thick bark on the hub 
               And not even a knot-hole to spare. 

A fellow with love-making flair 
               Was licking his sweetie "down there." 
                    He said, as some gas 
                    Escaped from her ass, 
               "Thank God for a breath of fresh air!" 

There was a young genius in Texas 
Who could flex his own solar plexus. 
It made his ding bounce, 
And he caught every ounce 
Of his magical spraying of sexus.

There was a young girl of Spitzbergen
Where people all thought her a virgin
Till they found her in bed
With her quim very red
And the head of a kid just emerging 

A prim young fellatrix named Prue 
               Said, "There's one thing a nice girl won't do. 
                    You may not touch my rear end, 
                    But if my up-here end 
               Appeals, there's a hole in that too."