Today's poems [4.19.11]
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There was a young man from Liberia
Who was groping a wench from Nigeria.
He said, "Yes, my pet,
Your panties are wet."
"Sorry, sir, that's my interior."
A hermit who had an oasis
Thought it the best of all places:
He could pray and be calm
'Neath a pleasant date-palm,
While the lice on his ballocks ran races.
A geneticist living in Delft
Scientifically played with himself,
And when he was done
He labeled it: Son,
And filed it away on the shelf.
It's a helluva fix that we're in
When the geographical spread of the urge to sin
Causes juvenile delinquency
With increasing frequency
By the Army, the Navy, and Errol Flynn.
There was a young man named Cattell
Who knew psychophysics so well,
That each time he shit
He'd stop, measure it---
It's length, and it's breadth, and it's smell.
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