Edgar Poe did quoth to a raven,
Would it he inquired be downright craven,
Edgar Poe did quoth to a raven,
Would it he inquired be downright craven,
To chase after my wife,
Edgar Poe did quoth to a raven,
Would it he inquired be downright craven,
To chase after my wife,
With a blunt butter knife,
Edgar Poe did quoth to a raven,
Would it he inquired be downright craven,
To chase after my wife,
With a blunt butter knife,
With his pants down and big dick a-wavin?
The bishop who liked wearing leather,
Edgar Poe did quoth to a raven,
Would it he inquired be downright craven,
To chase after my wife,
With a blunt butter knife,
My lot, he quoth, being here unshaven.
The bishop who liked wearing leather
Tickled himself with a red feather
The bishop who liked wearing leather,
Tickled himself with a red feather.
That wasn’t so bad
The bishop who liked wearing leather,
Tickled himself with a red feather.
That wasn’t so bad,
But this tickler had
The bishop who liked wearing leather,
Tickled himself with a red feather.
That wasn’t so bad,
But this tickler had
The chicken still joined, with a tether.
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A lady who wished she was rich,
A lady who wished she was rich,
Had saucy lips and was really quite a bitch.
A lady who wished she was rich,
Had saucy lips and was really quite a bitch.
She earned cash at the docks
A lady who wished she was rich,
Had saucy lips and was really quite a bitch.
She earned cash at the docks
By fondling the bullocks,
A lady who wished she was rich,
Had saucy lips and was really quite a bitch.
She earned cash at the docks
By fondling the bullocks,
Of drunk sailors who were thrown in the ditch
I was hungry and grabbed a banana
I was hungry and grabbed a banana
Me and my love we went wet to Louisiana.
I was hungry and grabbed a banana
Me and my love we went wet to Louisiana
I hurried to nibble this delectable fruit
I was hungry and grabbed a banana
Me and my love we went wet to Louisiana
I hurried to nibble this delectable fruit
Found it rotten and, to boot,
I was hungry and grabbed a banana
Me and my love we went wet to Louisiana
I hurried to nibble this delectable fruit
Found it rotten and, to boot,
We had lingered far into Montana.
It was early morning in San Francisco with heavy fog
It was early morning in San Francisco with heavy fog
And the ground was noisy with frogs