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Rich girls use a kotex Poor girls use a rag Lulu's so damn wide She uses a burlap bag! |
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There once was a man from Cape Horn Who wished that he'd never been born. He wouldn't have been If his father had seen That the end of his condom was torn. |
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There once was a woman named Jane Whose face was exceedingly plain. But down in her cellar, She was a real live-heller, So the boys came again and again. |
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There once was a man from Los Leaver Who had an affair with a beaver. The results of that fuck Were a canvas-backed duck, Two canoes, and a golden retriever. |
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There once was a fellow named Dave Who kept a dead whore in a cave. He said, "I would admit, That I'm a bit of a shit, But think of the money I save!" |
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There once was a young man named Dave Who kept a dead whore in a cave. He said, "What the hell, You get used to the smell, And think of the money I save!" |
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There once was a man named Matt Who was short, bald, ugly, and fat. I'm willing to bet, The only pussy he gets Is when he goes home to his cat. |
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There once was a lad named Kevin Whose girlfriend was four foot eleven. She looked at his cock When it was hard as a rock, And it was ten inches long...minus seven. |
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There once was a woman named Ann Who was said to be quite like a man. When nature did call, She ran down the hall, And went to the gentleman's can. |
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There was a young girl from France Who got on a train, by chance. The engineer fucked her, As did the conductor, And the brakeman came in his pants. |
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