There was a young person of Kent Who was famous wherever he went. All the way through a fuck He would quack like a duck, And he crowed like a cock when he spent.
My back aches. My penis is sore. I simply can't fuck any more. I'm dripping with sweat, And you haven't come yet; And, my God! it's a quarter to four!
There was a young man, name of Snyder, Who took out a girl just to ride her. She allowed him to feel From her neck to her heel, But never would let him inside her.
Kissing is a habit Fucking is a game Guys get all the pleasure Girls get all the pain The guy says i love you You belive its true but when your tummy starts to swell, he says 'to hell with you' 10 minutes of pleasure 9 months in pain 3 days in hospital a baby without a name the baby is a bastard the mother is a whore this never wouldn't have happened if the rubber wouldn't have torn. Sent by Robert
Dirty Old Hag Here's to Mag that dirty old hag, That slick and slimy old bitch, From her nose green matter flows, And from her toes green maggots grow. Before I climb those scaly legs And chew those festered tits, I'll drink three quarts of drunkard's puke and die with the drizzled shits.
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