There was a young sailor called Dave
Who kept a dead ‘ore in a cave
It took him some pluck
To have a cold fuck
But think of the money he saved!

There was a young lady from Ayr
Who remarked, “There is naught to compare
With the size and the force
And the thrust of a horse
As it fucks my sweet derriére.”

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