Though restrictions were made from the get go,
Artificial were the rules against no-no.
So t' hell with decorum
Let's fuck up this forum
And hang our best verse out to show.
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There once was a man old and wise.
Who lamented on how the time flies.
So he found him a whore,
Then two or three more.
And lined them all up by their size.
As the ladies all stood there a-waiting
What they thought was to be a quick mating.
He measured each lass,
From her front to her ass,
With a tool of incomp'rable making.
While standing their patience wore thin.
The small one did softly pipe in,
Sir, if you please,
Let us get on our knees.
And finish what's yet to begin.
This lamenting grey man old and wise,
He refused to give in to their cries.
Their sins he did hate,
So 'e told 'em to wait,
As he built each a coffin their size.
The dearies they didn't want to die.
So they thought up a plan worth a try.
They lifted their skirts
And pulled down their shirts.
Which dropped that old man like a fly.
Edited by Jon, : No reason given.
Love your enemies!