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There once was an orange old man toddler

Who enjoyed having sex with his daughter

He was less than equipped

To steer the big ship

Now we’re all taking on water

There once was a man from Nepal

There once was a man from Nepal
Who liked BJs best of all
His sis and his mother,
Gave him head like no other,
And coaxed from his dick a waterfall.

There once was a man named Dave

There once was a man named Dave
Who kept a dead whore in his cave
You must admit
She smelled like shit
But imagine the money he saved

“How could you”, said Joe to his mother

“How could you”, said Joe to his mother,
“Cavort in your bed with another?”
“Oh promise me lad
That you won’t tell your dad
If I screw you as good as your brother.

That’s no way to behave

That’s no way to behave;
Why, your mother would turn in her grave
Yes, she might;
Though I turn her each night
Seeking fresh bits to screw and save.

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’.