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[Sparkologist]

There was a young lady at sea,
Who said "Gosh, how it hurts me to pee."
"I see," said the mate,
"That accounts for the state,
Of the Captain, the purser, and me."

[Sparkologist]

A seasonal poem

He laid her on the table,
So clean, so white, so bare.
His forehead wet, with beads of sweat,
He touched her here and there.

He touched her neck, and then her breast;
Then drooling, felt her thigh.
The slit was wet and all was set,
He gave a joyous cry.

The hole was wide, he looked inside,
All was dark and murky.
He rubbed his hands and stretched his arms,
And then he stuffed the turkey!


May I be the first to wish you all a Merry Christmas, you mucky minded .........

I would like to thank my usual source for that literary gem.

[Kiki]

I wish i was a little grub
with whiskers on my tummy
I would dive into the honey jar
and make my tummy ,gummy
anonymous