There was a young man from Killeen,

[spogga]

From deep in the crypt at St Giles
Came a scream that echoed for miles
Said the Vicar "Good gracious"
"Has brother Ignatius"
"Forgotten the Bishop has piles"

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There once was a girl from Calcutta
Who said "It's so bloody hot"
"The sweat from my twot"
"Is forming large pools in the gutter"

 

[mcfc_ms]

There was a man from Calcutta
Who was found lying dead in a gutter
The heat from the sun
Burnt a hole in his bum
and melted his bollocks like butter

 

[manclad]

The first mate's name was Topper,
By God he had a whopper,
Once the deck,twice round his neck,
And up his arse for a stopper!!

 

[mackenzie]

There was a rich man named Frank
Who got all Ronnied and had a big wank


(Sorry....this is not yet finished.Art takes some time)

 

[moonshiner]

There once was a man from Cape Horn.
His dick was all withered and torn
So he gave it a twist,instead of cuming he pissed
That's how Ronaldo was born.

 

[Bill]

my fave.

old mother hubbard went to the cupboard
to fetch poor rover a bone
when she bent over
rover took over
and gave her a bone of his own.

 

[Uwe Rosler's Grandad]

There once was a guy called Frank
Whose money froze in the bank
When his wife went jail
He was heard to wail
Whose going to give me a wank?

 

[manclad]

When you wake up in the morning,
And you're feeling rather grand,
And you've got a funny feeling in your seminary gland,
If your wife won't let you have it,what's the matter with your hand,
As you revel in the joys of fornication.

 

[manclad]

When you wake up in the morning,
And you're feeling rather grand,
And you've got a funny feeling in your seminary gland,
If your wife won't let you have it,what's the matter with your hand,
As you revel in the joys of fornication.

The donkey is a lonesome bloke,
He seldom ever gets a poke,
But when he does,he lets it soak,
As he revels in the joys of fornication.

 

[manclad]

When you wake up in the morning,
And you're feeling rather grand,
And you've got a funny feeling in your seminary gland,
If your wife won't let you have it,what's the matter with your hand,
As you revel in the joys of fornication.

The donkey is a lonesome bloke,
He seldom ever gets a poke,
But when he does,he lets it soak,
As he revels in the joys of fornication.

The hip- o - potamus it seems,
Seldom ever has wet dreams,
But when he does he comes in streams,
As he revels in the joys of fornication.

Cats on tin roofs,cats on tiles,
Cats with syphilis,cats with piles,
Cats with their arseholes wreathed in smiles,
As they revel in the joys of fornication.