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There was a young lady named Astor Who never let any get past her. She finally got plenty By stopping twenty, Which certainly ought to last her.
There was a young lady of Bicester Who was a lot far nicer than her sister. The sister would giggle And wiggle and jiggle, But this one would come when you kissed her.
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.
There was a young girl of East Anglia Whose loins were a tangle of ganglia. Her mind was a webbing Of Freud and Kraft-Ebing And all sorts of other mew-fanglia.
There was a young lady of Gloucester Whose friends they thought they had lost her, Till they found on the grass The marks of her ass, And the knees of the man who had crossed her.
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