Today's poems [2.3.09]
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A lacklustre lady of Brougham
Weaveth all night at her loom.
Anon she doth blench
When her lord and his wench
Pull a chain in the neighboring room.
There was a young man named M'Gurk
Who dozed off one night after work.
He had a wet dream,
But awoke with a scream
Just in time to give it a jerk.
There once was a fellow named Dave,
Who kept a dead whore in his cave,
The smell was grotesque,
The pussy the best,
And look at the money he saved!
Sent by dave
Whenever a fellow named Rex,
Flashed his very small organ of sex,
He always got off,
For the judges would scoff,
De minimis non curat lex.
There was a young rump from Ra-cine
Whose bot-tom was in-ter-est-ing-ly keen.
No wig-gle or shook
It was hard as a book,
When it blos-somed I sqirt-ed my bean.
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