A disgusted young lady called Sue
Said “Well, this is a fine howdy-do!
Seven months up the spout,
To some crude, drunken lout,
And I honestly can’t recall who!”
Tag: slut
Hi Jean
Should you contemplate something obscene,
With a raunchy young lady called Jean,
Then at least wash your hands
After fondling her glands;
Well, who knows where the trollop has been?
Crazy Annie
Crazy Annie should never touch booze:
Just one drink, and her cunt starts to ooze:
Given half a glass more,
She’ll be down on the floor,
Being fucked by the fellows, in twos!
Root and branch
There was a young lady called Bayer,
Renowned as a bit of a player:
This great disrepute
She had earned root by root,
And increased it then, layer by layer.
Loose knickers
If a woman whose knickers are loose
Has sufficient secretion of juice,
If a fellow is quick,
He can slip in his dick,
Where and when it will be of most use!
Loose woman
To describe a girl’s morals as loose
Is to say she’s not hard to seduce,
Which is not to say, though,
That she never says no,
But she’ll fuck at the slightest excuse!
Gold digger
Though a slut and a bitch and gold-digger,
She had a remarkable figure,
That begged to be screwed,
And she loved to get nude,
And do just that, with unashamed vigour!
The flirt
She was known around town as a flirt,
Strutting round in her little short skirt.
She went drinking in bars,
And she never wore bras;
You could see her tits, right through her shirt!
All the mums in the town were alert,
Watching out for young Tom, Dick or Bert,
Who would all cop a wallop
If caught with this trollop,
With nipples so pointy and pert!
When they spoke to her, women were curt,
(In suspenders and step-ins well-girt),
She was called slut and whore,
And a loose bitch and more:
She was even called “that piece of dirt!”
At the pub, though, the men-folk would blurt,
“I could fuck that sweet bitch till it hurt!”
They did nothing, of course,
For the fear of divorce
And disgrace kept their organs inert.
But young boys’ sleeping organs would spurt,
Like whipped cream on a jelly dessert,
And they’d wake in their beds,
With that girl in their heads,
As their cocks gave one last lonely squirt.
Be prepared
My ex-girlfriend (and boy, do I mean ex)
Wore dresses with deep plunging v-necks.
She never went out,
Even shopping, without
Condoms, lubricant jelly and Kleenex!
Medium fidelity
My new mistress, evasive and devious,
Asked had she acted mischievious,
Said “Not as such…
Well, not terribly much…
That is… nobody new, just my previous!”