Poems
Lust on the River Bank
They sat upon the Grassy Bank
She was all a Quiver
He undid her suspender Belt
And her leg fell in the River
Author Anon - Donated by Darren McElwain
Doing a Job (Big)
You may speak of "a movement"
Or "go sit on the Seat"
Do a "passage" or "stool"
Or simply "excrete"
You can "go lay a cable"
Or "do a number two"
Or sit on the loo
And do a "doo doo"
But ladies and Men
Who are socially fit
Under no provocation
Will go for a "Sh"�$""
Author Anon - Donated by Darren McElwain
My Doggy
I've got a Dog
His name is Rover
He's soft and cuddly
And brown all over
He's cute and Sweet
As sugar Babies
Its just too bad
He has Rabies!
Author Anon - Donated by Darren McElwain
Dodgy Confession
Oh Father Oh Father
I must confess
I've got this girl in a terrible mess
I ripped off her blouse
Her tits were all bare
Now there's something inside her that just shouldn't be there
My Son My Son
What have you done
We used Johnnies when we were young
Oh Father Oh Father
You Silly old Git
I used one of those but the F�"�$"�g thing split!
Author Anon - Donated by Darren McElwain
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