In her sequined diaphanous gown,
Lady Pugh was the toast of the town,
But the butt of the jokes
Of those same fickle folks,
When she sneezed, and her panties fell down!
Month: December 2024
Mish-mash
There’s a muscular lady called Glenda,
Of quite indeterminate gender,
Who, when but a lad,
Had what organs she’d had
Indescribably mauled in a blender.
Backward
A young fellow, though almost full-grown,
Had been coping so long on his own,
That when offered a cunt,
He approached back to front,
But he found the right hole when once shown!
Service with a smile
There was a young waitress, who fluttered her
Long, silky lashes and jutted her
Tits out and smiled
At the cook, who went wild,
Dropped his pants and assaulted and buttered her!
The kicker
Never one who would panic or fluster,
With all of the strength she could muster,
She soothingly spoke
To this bothersome bloke,
And then kicked him a beaut in the cluster!
She came down in the last shower
She was caught in the rain with a fella,
Who offered to share his umbrella:
She thought “What’s to lose?”
It seemed rude to refuse.
She said “Thanks”, and was fucked in a cellar.
Dream cum true
It was just as the bride had been dreading,
All through the reception and wedding:
Her blood on the sheet
Of the honeymoon suite,
And his semen all over the bedding!
Blanketty-blank
At a party a reckless girl drank,
Until what happened next was a blank:
From what later ensued,
She discerned she’d been screwed,
But could not recall whom she should thank!
The shotgun
Far be it from me to disparage
The fine institution of marriage,
But let it be said,
Many girls who are wed,
On the whole, would prefer a miscarriage!
Watercooler gossip
When Miss Martin leapt onto my desk,
And performed a risque arabesque,
In her knickers and stockings,
She thought she was shocking,
But I found it rather grotesque.