A lady who had grown very plumpish,
Thought a short skirt made her look slightly frumpish.
She mused, “What a danger
That I might show a stranger
That my drawers no longer cover my rumpish.”
there once was a man from Bengahal
there once was a man from Bengahal
who liked to perform in a hall
his favorite trick
was to stand on his dick
and roll off the stage on one ball
The proud lady nudist
A proud lady nudist from Cottham
Had a very large boil on her bottom.
Every male who glanced it
Was eager to lance it,
In spite of her threats to garrotte ’em.
Here’s to a brutha named James
Here’s to a brutha named James
Who’s troubles the white man he blames
With plenty of bling bling
And dozens of offspring
He can’t even remember their names.
A crack about vanity
A vain man from North Carolina
Thought a goatee made him look all the finer.
His beard gave such grace
To his so-handsome face,
But his mouth now looks like a vagina.
A mathematician named Hall
A mathematician named Hall
had a hexadronical ball
the cube of its weight
times his pecker plus eight
is his number, give him a call
Linus pissed his kennel, to be sure
Linus pissed his kennel, to be sure,
At least he missed most of his fur.
I’m cranky, I tire
Heavily I respire
I’ll croak if much more I endure.
There once was a boy named Clayton
There once was a boy named Clayton;
Who believed he was king of the nation.
In his bedroom he had
What was needed by Dad
Because teamwork he seemed to be hatin’.
Carshaltan
The was a young lass from Carshaltan
Who had a long tit and a short ‘un
But to make up for that
She had a fuckin’ great twat
And a fart like an 850 Norton
Brigadier Fotheringay
Brigadier Fotheringay
Had a permanent trouser affray,
And his aim when he fired
Was so rarely admired
For his shooting went often astray.