Today's poems [11.4.11]
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The life of a clerk of the session
Was strangled in psychic repression.
But his maladies ceased
When his penis uncreased
In straight geometric progression.
When the Bermondsey bricklayers struck,
Bill Bloggins was 'aving a fuck.
By uni-on rules,
He 'ad to down tools---
Now wasn't that bloddy 'ard luck!
A fellow with love-making flair
Was licking his sweetie "down there."
He said, as some gas
Escaped from her ass,
"Thank God for a breath of fresh air!"
A stingy old man of St. Giles
Saved his shillings with miserly wiles.
Just to save a few bob
He would wipe with a cob,
And that way he got piles and piles!
There was an old maid from Bruton
Who had the bad habit of pootin'.
Her sphincter was weak,
Her wind she couldn't keep---
This tootin' old spinster from Bruton.
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