Today's poems [9.3.08]
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There once was a young man named Lanny
The size of whose prick was uncanny.
His wife, the poor dear,
Took it into her ear,
And it came out the hole in her fanny.
There was a young man from Venice
Who played a good game of lawn tennis.
But the game he liked best,
Far more than the rest,
Was played with two balls and a pennis.
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."
A damsel who lives at the Springs
Had her maidenhead ripped into strings
By a hideous Kurd,
And now, she averred,
"When the wind blows through it, it sings."
Razors pains you,
Rivers are damp;
Acids stains you'
And drugs cause cramps.
Guns aren't lawful,
Gases smells awful,
You might as well live.
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