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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.
There was a young man from Nantasket Who screwed a dead whore in a casket. He allowed 'twas no vice, But thought it was nice, For she needed no money, nor'd ask it.
There was a young lass from Ignatius Who lived in a garret quite spacious. When she went to here auntie's She always wore panties, But alone in her garret,---good gracious.
Part 2 of 12 He could vary, with proper persuasion, His fart to suit any occasion. He could fart like a flute, Like a lark, like a lute, This highly fartistic Caucasian.
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