There was a young fellow from Florida
Who liked a friend's wife, so he borrowed her.
When they got into bed,
He cried, "God strike me dead,
This ain't a cunt, it's a corridor!" 

A stingy old man of St. Giles 
               Saved his shillings with miserly wiles. 
                    Just to save a few bob 
                    He would wipe with a cob, 
               And that way he got piles and piles! 

Mary had a little pig
She kept it in a bucket
Cause everytime she took it out
The bulldog tried to fuck it

Sent by bob

               Under the spreading chestnut tree 
               The village smith he sat, 
                    Amusing himself 
                    By abusing himself 
               And catching the load in his hat. 

There was a young man named Lanny
The size of whose prick was uncanny.
His wife, the poor dear,
Took it in her ear
And it came out the hole in her fanny.