The Great Fuss
When I fell in the lake
And caught several hake
Not due to my effort, I fear
I was riding one day on the bus
The driver was making a fuss
He tore off his shirt
And started to flirt
Which lead all the ladies to cuss
A randy old fisherman, Mike
Had reeled in a sizable pike
It looked like a mermaid
So, hoping to get laid
He opened it's mouth and did....(yike!)
A foolish old geezer named Tim
Tried to soup up his vigor and vim
He went on Viagra
But like the falls on Niagra
He plunged into all sorts of sin
A loner who lived in a hut
Was enormously proud of his butt
His cheeks were symmetric
And firm as a redbrick
Less taut, alas, was his beer gut
The lady I love in my heart
Has a mind but is kind of a tart
A great combination
Is her recitation
Unending? You bet. Call it art.
I was reading the works of Dickens
Whilst plucking various chickens
A tail of two feathers
And Dave Copperleathers
Two titties, and then the plot thickens
I'm both hornswoggled and hogtied
For that pig called my husband had lied
He'd promised me pearls
But ran off with some girls
And came back in a month all pie-eyed
| Contributors: | N, F, snortules, Baoloa, Randy. |
| Poem finished: | 25th August 2003. |