There once was a man from Madras

with balls made of flint and brass

On his wife he was rocking

And his balls were knocking

and lightning shot out of his ass.

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She started to fondle and grope
“Bad examples” is all he’ll admit.
The Dem nomination, Mike thought
There once was a man named McSweeny
This Playboy is mine I can tell