Into The Black Of The Tentacle
There was a young maiden named Sue
Who'd shagged every guy that she knew
Except for one Fred
Who was happily wed
And you thought I'd end this with "blew"
She had a good friend, Mary-Jane
Who was troubled with womanly pain
Her loins, they did ache
Then she met a young rake
Who was happy to take all the strain
Mary-Jane's lover, named Morris
Had a secret affection for Horace
That silly old Swede
Wearing demin and tweed
Wished old Horace would give him a sore ass
Contributors: | F, N, Kansas Sam, Randy, Beefy, Apsley. |
Poem finished: | 11th November 2003 by Anon.. |