Today's poems [12.14.08]
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There was a gay parson of Tooting
Whose roe he was frequently shooting,
Till he married a lass
With a face like my ass,
And a cunt you could put a top-boot in.
There once was a lady named Hix
Who was fond of sucking big pricks.
One fellow she took
Was a doctor named Snook,
Now he's in a hell of a fix.
A beautiful lady named Psyche
Is loved by a fellow named Ikey.
One thing about Ike
The lady can't like
Is his prick, which is dreadfully spikey.
A widow who lived in Rangoon
Hung a black-ribboned wreath on her womb,
"To remind me," she said,
"Of my husband who's dead,
And of what put him into his tomb."
Here's a cute little ditty:
Little pigeon in the sky,
Dropping (things) from way up high,
Angry farmer wipes his eye,
Very glad that cows don't fly!
Sent by tilak
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