Tag: Testicles

Sir Reginald Von Hubble of Joice
Did shave his balls-’twas his choice.
He sneezed,oh how sad!
The results were quite bad!
He now has a high pitched voice!!!

There once was a man from Montrass,
Who had balls that were made of fine brass.
In stormy weather,
They both clanged together,
And sparks flew out of his ass!

An epileptic young woman named Camp
Was seduced on her couch by a tramp
But the first time he squeezed her
She had a Grand seizure
And broke both his balls and a lamp.

There was an old man from LaFarge
Whose balls grew exceedingly large
But his tee-tiny scrotum
Just couldn’t quite tote ’em
Now he sails them around on a barge.

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.

There once was a girl from New Orleans

She was as sweet as a bag full of pralines

Just like the candy

She had nuts in her panties

And without panties, her nuts were a falling

There once was a man named McBass,
Who’s balls were made out of brass
He’d clang them together
In stormy weather
And lightning shot out of his ass.

There once was a man from Belgras
Who had balls made out of glass
On hot sunny days
They focused the sun’s rays
And burned all the hair off his ass

“So you want a vasectomy you fool?
Just lift up your tool
And I’ll show you some tricks
With a couple of bricks
I was taught in a veterinary school.

There once was a man with no class
And his balls were made out of brass
When it came to bad weather,
His balls smashed together
And lightening bolts flew out his ass

There once was a man from Fort Myers
Who wrapped his balls up in wire
He flicked the switch
And oh what a bitch
His Balls began to catch fire

There once was a man from Fort Myers
Who wrapped his balls up in wires
He flicked the switch
And oh what a bitch
His Balls began to catch fire

There once was a man from Belgras
Who had balls made out of glass
On hot sunny days
They focused the sun’s rays
And burned all the hair off his ass

There once was a lad named Cass
Whose balls were made of brass
In stormy weather
They’d bang together
And lightning would shoot out of his ass

There was a man from Mars
he had Balls made of Brass
In rough sea weather
they short circuited together
and sparks came out of his Arse

There was an old man from Leeds
who swallowed a packet of seeds
blades of grass
grew out of his arse
and his bollocks were covered in weeds.

There once was a man from Tulare,
Who got chewing gum stuck in his nut hair.
He said I’ll just shave my sack,
Cause it will all right grow back,
Or wax it like a porn star and go bare.

There once was a man from Tulare,
Who got chewing gum stuck in his nut hair.
He said I’ll just shave my sack,
Cause it will all right grow back,
Or wax it like a porn star and go bare.

there once was a man named casse
whose balls were made of spun glass
he’d cling them together
and play stormy weather
while lightening shot out of his ass

A randy young girl with no hair
Promised bliss if I shaved myself bare;
But my scrotum is wrinkly
And awfully crinkly;
The hell I can shave myself there.

His other young brother, named Saul,
Was able to bounce either ball,
He could stretch them and snap them,
And juggle and clap them,
Which earned him the plaudits of all.

There once was a pirate named Bates
Who attempted to rhumba on skates.
He fell on his cutlass
Which rendered him nutless
And practically useless on dates.