There is a young fellow from Leeds
Whose skin is so thin his cock bleeds
Whenever erect.
This dermal defect
Often scares him from sowing his seeds.
A certain young man of St. Paul
Consistently practiced withdrawal
This quaint predilection
Created such friction
He soon had no foreskin at all.
There was a young lady of Dee
Who went down to the river to pee
A man in a punt
Put his hand on her cunt
And, oh my! How I wish it were me.
There was a young lady of Twickenham
Who thought men had not enough prick in 'em.
On her knees every day
To God she would pray
To lengthen and strengthen and thicken 'em.
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