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THERE WAS A YOUNG LADY OF RENO
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WHO LOST ALL HER DOUGH PLAYING KEENO.
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BUT SHE LAY ON HER BACK
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AND OPENED HER CRACK,
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AND NOW SHE OWNS THE CASINO.
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There was a young lady of Dover
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Whose passion was such that it drove her
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To cry, when you came,
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"Oh dear! What a shame!
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Well, now we shall have to start over."
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There was a young maid from Madras
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Who had a magnificent ass;
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Not rounded and pink,
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As you probably think--
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It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.
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There was a young girl named Dalrymple
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Whose sexual equipment was so simple
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That on examination they found
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Little more than a mound
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In the center of which was a dimple.
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There once was a handsome young seaman
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Who with ladies was really a demon.
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In peace or in war,
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At sea or on shore,
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He could certainly dish out the semen.
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Hilda was very worried because she had two green spots between
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her legs. She became so upset she finally went to a doctor who
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examined her thoroughly.
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"Madam," said the physician, "it is obvious you are married to
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Continue (Y/N)? What?!? Y a Gypsy."
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"That's right!"
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"Well, you had better tell your husband that his earrings
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aren't made of gold!"
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There was a young sailor named Bates
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Who did the fandango on skates.
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He fell on his cutlass
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Which rendered him nutless
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And practically useless on dates.
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THERE WAS A YOUNG GIRL VERY SWEET,
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WHO THOUGHT SAILOR'S MEAT QUITE A TREAT
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WHEN SHE SAT ON THEIR LAP
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SHE UNBUTTONED THEIR FLAP
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AND ALWAYS HAD PLENTY TO EAT.
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There was a young pessimist, Grotton,
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Who wished he had ne'er been begotten,
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Nor would he have been
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But the rubber was thin,
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And right at the tip it was rotten.
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I wooed a stewed nude in Bermuda,
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I was lewd, but my God! she was lewder.
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She said it was crude
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To be wooed in the nude -
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I pursued her, subdued her, and screwed her.
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There was a young girl from Hong Kong
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Who said, "You are utterly wrong
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To say my vagina
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Continue (Y/N)? What?!? What?!? What?!? Y 's the largest in China,
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Just because of your mean little dong."
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There was an old lady who lay
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With her legs wide apart in the hay,
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Then, calling the ploughman,
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She said, "Do it now, man!
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Don't wait till your hair has turned gray."
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There was a young man from Purdue
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Who was only just learning to screw,
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But he hadn't the knack,
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And he got too far back -
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In the right church, but in the wrong pew.
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There was a young German named Ringer
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Who was screwing an opera singer.
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Said he with a grin,
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"Well, Ive sure got it in!"
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Said she, "You mean that's not your finger?"
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Said a printer pretending to wit:
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"There are certain bad words we omit.
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It would sully our art
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To print the word f---,
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And we never, oh never, say sh--!"
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While pissing on deck, an old boatswain
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Fell asleep, and his pisser got frozen.
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It snapped off at the shank,
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Continue (Y/N)? What?!? Y And it fell off and sank,
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In the sea -'twas his own fault for dozin'.
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There was a young fellow named Bob
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Who explained to his friends with a sob,
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"The size of my phallus
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Was just right for Alice
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Till the night that she bit off the knob."
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There was a young girl from St. Cyr
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Whose reflex actions were queer.
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Her escort said, "Mable,
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Get up off the table;
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That money's to pay for the beer."
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I know of a fortunate Hindu
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Who is sought in the towns that he's been to
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By the ladies he knows
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Who are thrilled to the toes
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By the tricks he can make his foreskin do.
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Said an old fashioned god named Anubis,
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"I know about pubes and boobies,
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But I've no impression
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About the Eustachian,
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Or where the fallopian tube is."
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There was a young man of Manhassett
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Whose life seemed excessively placid.
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One day, just for fun,
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He raped an old nun,
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And filled up her crevice with acid.
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Continue (Y/N)? What?!? Y
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There once was a fellow at Jesus
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Who developed a phallic prosthesis.
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He made use of this tool
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To thoroughly fool
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All girls who were known as P.T.'s's.
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A hoary old monk of Regina
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Once said, "There is nothing diviner
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Than to sit in one's cell
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And let one's mind dwell
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On the charms of the Virgin's vagina."
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THERE ONCE WAS AN OLD HERMIT NAMED DAVE
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WHO KEPT A DEAD WHORE IN HIS CAVE
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HE SAID,I'LL ADMIT I'M A BIT OF A SHIT
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BUT LOOK AT THE MONEY I SAVE
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THERE ONCE WAS A LADY FROM QUEBEC
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WHO LIKKED IT UP TO HER NECK
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THE MAN FROM SYDNEY
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PUT IT UP TO HER KIDNEY
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HE HAD A LONG ONE DIDN'T HE
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THE ONCE WAS A MAN FROM DUNDEE
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WHO BUGGERED AN APEE IN A TREE
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THE RESULT WAS HORRID
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FOUR BALLS AND NO FOREHEAD
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FIVE CHINS AND A PURPLE GOATEE
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THERE ONCE WAS A MAN FROM BOMBAY
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Continue (Y/N)? What?!? Y WHO FASHIONED A CUNT OUT OF CLAY
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THE HEAT FROM HIS PRICK
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TURNED THE CLAY INTO BRICK
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AND TORE ALL THE FORESKIN AWAY
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What's the definition of a puff-adder?
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Someone who farts in the bath and counts the bubbles!!
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What's a "windjammer?"
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A turd with a knot in it.
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Why are turds tapered????
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To prevent your arsehole closing with a bang!!!
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Have you seen Dolly Parton's new shoes?
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She hasn't, either!!
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What did Big Ben say to the leaning tower of Pisa??
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I've got the time, if you've got the inclination!!
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Mrs Jones was sunbathing in the nude, when her German Shepherd
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started licking her tummy.
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"Down boy, down."
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"Ooooohhhh - there's a GOOD boy!!!"
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