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To an ancient divine of Tyrone Was the art of rebushing cunts known. In each cunt he would ram A fine, prime raw ham, And then deftly extracted the bone,
Said Senator David I. Walsh, "These charges against me are false. Though I did go to Brooklyn For sooklyn and fooklyn, Not a gob laid his hands on my balsh."
There was a young lass from Hoboken Who said that her hymen was broken From riding a bike, on a cobble stone pike. In truth, it was broken from pokin'.
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.
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