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Hey!! This isn't a joke but it's a poem: Kissing is a habit, Fucking is a game. Boys get all the pleasure, Girls get all the pain. He says that he loves you, And you believe it's true, But when your stomach starts to swell, He says to hell with you. 15 minutes of pleasure, 9 months of pain, 3 days in the hospital, A baby with no name. The baby is a bastard, The mother is a whore. It never would have happened, If the rubber hadn't tore. Thanks Sent by Zoe_112
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.
Each man that Miss Jones chose to wed with, She first liked to paint the town red with, For having made merry, She then became very Aroused and fantastic in bed with.
Part 12 of 12 His bunghole was blown back to Sparta, Where they buried the rest of our farter, With a gravestone of turds Inscribed with the words: "To the Fine Art of Farting, A Martyr."
There was a young man from St. Paul's Who read Harper's Bazaar and McCall's Till he grew such a passion For feminine fashion That he knitted a snood for his balls.
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