“I’ll win again” the president gloated
Like the rest she was so devoted
The bun she was baking
Nine months in the making
Had to wait until after she voted


Keep it Dirty!
“I’ll win again” the president gloated
Like the rest she was so devoted
The bun she was baking
Nine months in the making
Had to wait until after she voted
The parents of fourteen great sons
Her oven so active with buns
As rare as a pearl
They had a girl
So the fuckin’ there had to been tons
There was a young lady from Bath
Who wasn’t very good at math
She had sex under a tree
later said “Woe is me”
1 plus 1 isn’t 2, it equals 3
A pretty young maiden from France
Decided she’d “just take a chance.”
She let herself go
For an hour or so
And now all her sisters are aunts.
There once was a lady from Thrace,
Who’s corset no longer would lace,
Her mother said “Nellie,
There’s more in your belly,
Than ever went in through your face.”
There was a young man from Cape Horn
who wished he had never been born
He wouldn’t have been
If his father had seen
That the end of his condom was torn!
Said a horny young girl from Milpitas,
“My favorite sport is coitus.”
But a fullback from State
Made her period late,
And now she has athlete’s fetus.
There once was a man from Rangoon
Who was born nine months too soon.
He didn’t have the luck
to be born by a fuck
He was scraped off the sheets with a spoon!
There was a young lady named Myrtle
Who had an affair with a turtle,
She had crabs, so they say,
In a year and a day,
Which proves that the turtle was fertile.
There once was a man from Siberia
Whose morals were really inferior
He did to a nun,
What he shouldn’t have done
And now she’s a mother superior