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                    He could vary, with proper persuasion,
                            
                    His fart to suit any occasion.
                            He could fart like a flute,
                            Like a lark, like a lute,
                            
                    This highly fartistic Caucasian.
                            


1. 




There was a young squaw of Wohunt 
            Who possessed a collapsible cunt. 
                It had many odd uses, 
                Produced no papooses, 
            And fitted both giant and runt. 

2. 




There was a young man from Bengal
Who got in a hole in a wall.
"Oh," he said, "It's a pity
This hole is so gritty,
But it's better than nothing at all."


3. 




Computer Eleanor Rigby
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Eleanor Rigby
Sits at the keyboard
And waits for a line on the screen
Lives in a dream
Waits for a signal
Finding some code
That will make the machine do some more.
What is it for?

All the lonely users, where do they all come from?
All the lonely users, why does it take so long?

Guru MacKenzie
Typing the lines of a program that no one will run;
Isn't it fun?
Look at him working,
Munching some chips as he waits for the code to compile;
It takes a while...

All the lonely users, where do they all come from?
All the lonely users, why does it take so long?

Eleanor Rigby
Crashes the system and loses 6 hours of work;
Feels like a jerk.
Guru MacKenzie
Wiping the crumbs off the keys as he types in the code;
Nothing will load.

All the lonely users, where do they all come from?
All the lonely users, why does it take so long?
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4. 




There once was a girl named Louise
Whose cunt hair hung down to her knees.
The crabs in her twat
Tied the hair in a knot
And constructed a flying trapeze. 

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