Impasto Throughout Australasia
My wife is nibbling at my neck
While I devour Elaine's
I know it's sick, but what the heck
You've all got mouldy brains
That are not bettered by a trek
So get some dubbin on those boots
As I buff up Marie's
Since you and she are in cahoots
You've got the means to please
With all the right-sized attributes!
Contributors: | Lee, loaf, F, Roland, Apsley, Beefy. |
Poem finished: | 20th January 2004 by Beefy. |