poems by tom miller

bad lemericks

There was a young fellow from London

Who preferred being naked - no pants on

An observer attested

He had been arrested

For wearing a duck on his hard-on

 

 

There once was a lady named gladass

Who knew several exotic dances

One day at a party

Her dress flew right off-ee

And none of the men there were flaccid

 

A young lady named Kalamazoo

used to wear on her head a big shoe

When the men asked her why

She started to cry

And said that’s where a third foot had grew

 

 

There once was a lady named Judy

Who once was a man name of Rudy

I heard from the maid

Surgery! Cock filet!

And now he gets laid in the booty

 

 

A lady named Molly McGee

Loved to drink all the beer she could see

She drank all year long

‘Till her liver went wrong

And now she can not stop her pee

 

 

a man with a 20 inch cock

whose dick was as hard as a rock

went looking for chickens

and other fine pickens

you can go just so far with a sock