02 October 2006


There once was a man from Madras,
whose balls were made out of brass.
When he banged them together,
they played Stormy Weather,
and lightning shot out of his ass.

There was a fair maiden of Exeter,
So pretty that guys craned their necks at her.
One was even so brave
as to take out and wave
The distinguishing mark of his sex at her.

There was a young man of St. Bee
Who was stung in the arm by a wasp.
They asked, "Does it hurt?"
He replied, "No it doesn't"
I'm glad that it wasn't a hornet.