There once was a lady from Nizus,

Who had breasts of two different sizes,
One was small,
and round like a ball
And the other was big and won prizes

There once was an employee named Ross
Who was fired one day by his boss
Because he was found
With his pants on the ground
Dripping nasty stuff into the sauce

There was a young girl of the Azores
Whose cunt was covered in sores
The dogs in the street
Wouldn’t eat the green meat
That hung in festoons from her drawers

“I have found,” sighed a hooker named Hickel,
“That Chinese John’s are kinky and fickle.
They screw me…then beat me…
And hungrily eat me -
And the worst is those chopsticks sure tickle!”

There was an old fellow named Paul
Whose prick was exceedingly small
When in bed with a lay
He could screw her all day
Without touching the vaginal wall.

Said a dainty young whore named Miss Meggs,
“The men like to spread my two legs,
Then slip in between,
If you know what I mean,
And leave me the white of their eggs.”

Horror movies were right in her line.
The monster men made her eyes shine.
Her romance was rubble
Her troubles were double
She was married to both Frank and Stein.