Today's poems [4.20.11]
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There was a young man of Madras
Who was fucking a girl in the grass,
But the tropical sun
Spoiled half of his fun
By singeing the hair off his ass.
There was a young lady of Gloucester
Whose friends they thought they had lost her,
Till they found on the grass
The marks of her ass,
And the knees of the man who had crossed her.
A sweet young strip dancer named Jane
Wore five inches of thin cellophane.
When asked why she wore it
She said, "I abhor it,
But my juices would spatter like rain,"
There was a young man of Loch Leven
Who went for a walk about seven.
He fell into a pit
That was brimful of shit,
And now the poor bugger's in heaven.
There was an old harlot of Wick
Who was sucking a coal-heaver's prick.
She said, "I don't mind
The coal dust and grime,
But the smell of your balls makes me sick."
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