Today's poems [12.8.08]
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You've heard the tale of Robin Hood,
And how he did poor people good,
There is more to this Famous story,
Of Sherwood Forest's Pride and Joy
At night when all robbing was done,
The merry men would have some fun,
In fact it would be fair to say,
The Merry men were rather gay.
As Little John starts to unwind,
Robin takes his from behind,
As they frolic in the grass,
Robin rams it up his arse.
One night when they were all at play,
A gorgeous maiden came their way,
She saunter up to Friar Tuck,
And Said "I'm Marion, wanna Fuck?"
Friar couldn't believe his ears,
She is offering sex to all us queers."
While he recovered from his shock,
Robin presented her with his cock.
Marion's clothes were off in a flash,
The 3 merry men all had a bash.
For Marion this was sheer bliss.
As they filled her with ever orifice,
When all was done she gave wine,
"Thank You boys for the lovely time,
"But for your pleasure you must pay,
"I've got the pox, have a nice day."
"Now listen here, "said Friar Tuck.
"We don't really give a fuck,
"The laughs on you, you silly cow,
"We've got AIDS, so who's fucked now."
Pardon My French
The finest culture
Comes from Frontz
To speak in French
She's now a dame
And not a wench
That language fair
And now he's swayve
Will prove you're better
Show you've got a
Read in French
You're sure to find
Write in French
And you'll be famous
Just like muss-your
You can bet
Your French will prove
He who is
A true believer
Shows his Gallic
Is all the rage
So drink Bored-O
With soft from-age
Wear a little
And eat cross-ants
With French calf-A
Then there's all
That art you know
So speak bow-czar
And what a joy
To smoke Get-tans
While watching films
That come from Cans
I guess it's not
An easy job
To be a phony
Such games in Frontz
They also play
But there "c'est snob"
To speak anglais!
A bather whose clothing was strewed
By breezes that left her quite nude,
Saw a man come along,
And, unless I am wrong,
You expected this line to be lewd.
There was a young lady of Kent
Who said that she knew what it meant
When men asked her to dine,
And served cocktails and wine;
She knew what it meant - but she went!
It was a dark and stormy night.
I went to pee and lights went out.
I struggled in there, and dripped about,
But hardly managed, and was all right
And didn't need that stinking light!
Sent by Ed
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