Today's poems [5.8.11]
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There was a young miss from Johore
Who'd lie on a mat on the floor;
In a manner uncanny
She'd wobble her fanny,
And drain your nuts dry to the core.
There once was a boring young Reverend
Who preached till it seemed he would never end.
His hearers, en masse,
Got a pain in the ass,
And prayed--- for relief of their nether end.
There once was a man named MacBride
Who fell in a privy and died.
He had a young brother,
Who fell in another,
And now they're interred (in turd) side by side.
Said a meaty young woman of Croft,
Amusing herself in the loft,
"A salami or wurst
Is what I should choose first---
With bologna you know you've been boffed."
There was a young man from St. Paul
Who had really no scruples at all---
He would fart when he'd talk,
And shit when he'd walk,
And at night throw it over the wall.
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