She liked a root, horny Miss Bingley:
It made her feel fuzzy and tingly.
She wasn’t too fussy,
This brazen young hussy,
If blokes had her tandem or singly!
Peepshow
Every night Miss O’Dare could be viewed,
Through her window, cavorting quite nude.
Cheeky schoolboys would fight
For a seat for the sight,
But respectable citizens queued.
Big Annie
If you give big, fat Annie a squeeze,
She’ll belch beer, and cackle and wheeze:
She might let loose a fart,
(She’s a slack-arsed old tart),
And she not too infrequently pees!
The goods
A young lady, much pampered and spoiled,
Her parents’ fond fantasies foiled:
She met, and was had,
By a neighbourhood lad,
And the goods, though not damaged, were soiled.
In your dreams
Though Miss Alison Armstrong may seem,
With her pigtails and peaches-and-cream,
To be shy and naive,
One would never believe
She does things of which one wouldn’t dream!
Unlikeable
An unlikeable woman, called Ritchie,
Is vulgar, ill-mannered and bitchy:
She’s contantly rude,
Goes about in the nude,
And she scratches her cunt when it’s itchy.
Errant ways
After two or three glasses of wine,
She said, “Let’s our legs intertwine!
Forgiving’s but mortal,”
She said with a chortle:
“To err though, is simply divine!”
The rider ridden
She was crippled with guilt and remorse,
Which her pain would, of course, reinforce,
For an indiscreet act,
(All now after the fact),
Which betokened her love for her horse.
Let joy not be unconfined
Lady Lester protects her good name,
And is safe from all scandal and shame:
She takes care not to shout,
Lest the word get about
That while fucking the vicar, she came!
Meat
Said Miss Mosely, “Good Lord, you are lewd,
To allow through your fly to protrude,
Your preposterous meat
Where it may, in the street,
By respectable spinsters be viewed!”