A young lady from sleepy Narooma,
At eighteen was quite a late bloomer,
But ever since then
She’s had so many men
That she’s caught up, according to rumour!
Tag: slut
Nambucca
Said a worn-out young girl from Nambucca
“I’m exhausted! I’m too pooped to pucker!”
It just served her right,
Since the previous night
She’d invited all comers to fuck her.
Again
Said insatiable Katie McGettigan,
“Fuck me again, and then yet again!
“Katie,” I cried,
“You’ll be worn out inside!”
She just giggled and said “But I’m wet again!”
Badge of honour
Though I mean Miss Maguire no malice,
On top of her cunt, there’s a callus.
One might, then assume
That she’s someone of whom
Girls with tamer sex lives should be jealous!
Lucky dip
There’s a horny young girl called Lynette,
With a fanny that’s constantly wet.
When men ask for a fuck,
It’s a matter of luck
As to who, or how many she’ll let.
Not to be callous
Of what little mystique she had left
Miss Fitztwiddle must now be bereft:
I’ve been told (and it shows),
By a fellow who knows
She’s got calluses round her poor cleft.
Productivity bonus
A young factory worker called Jill,
With a sigh, said she’d been through the mill.
She had rooted from foreman,
Right down to the storeman:
The night-shift is rooting her still!
All yours
“Pick an orifice, any,” said Jill.
“I’m all yours, till you’ve quite had your fill!
But one thing I insist upon,
That’s being pissed upon,
After you’ve done what you will.”
Brandy
After one glass of whisky or brandy,
Amanda gets terribly randy,
Bestowing affection,
Without circumspection,
On whom-or-whatever is handy!
The town bike
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!