There was an old man from Nantucket,
Who spent his nights near a bucket.
No wonder he’s pale,
The nights kept him hale
There was an old man from Nantucket,
Who spent his nights near a bucket.
No wonder he’s pale,
The nights kept him hale
'Cos with a long straw and could suck it.
An old hooker from Ann Arbor, Mich,
An old hooker from Ann Arbor, Mich.
was all over really quite a dish
Above, it should’ve been;
There was an old man from Nantucket,
Who spent his nights near a bucket.
No wonder he’s pale,
The nights kept him hale
'Cos with a long straw ***he ***could suck it.
An old hooker from Ann Arbor, Mich.
Was all over really quite a dish.
But the dish was old shrimp,
An old hooker from Ann Arbor, Mich.
Was all over really quite a dish.
But the dish was old shrimp,
So I said to the pimp,
An old hooker from Ann Arbor, Mich.
Was all over really quite a dish.
But the dish was old shrimp,
So I said to the pimp,
Lady, 'you’re yesterday’s wish!
*Or -
‘I’m not really a big fan of fish’.*
Or, i wanted a taste of that knish.
Betty had red frills on her front,
Betty had red frills on her front
(Which was not very big, to be blunt)
Betty had red frills on her front
(Which was not very big, to be blunt
Betty’s boobs were twin vessels
Betty had red frills on her front
(Which was not very big, to be blunt)
Betty’s boobs were twin vessels
*Now, I’m really confused as to their size. Anyway… *
Betty had red frills on her front,
(Which was not very big, to be blunt).
Betty’s boobs were twin vessels
Like fried eggs in mess halls,
Betty had red frills on her front,
(Which was not very big, to be blunt).
Betty’s boobs were twin vessels
Like fried eggs in mess halls,
Their size had some a bit stumped.
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Lovely Lana grew some pert peonies
Lovely Lana grew some pert peonies
She liked life without phonies.
Lovely Lana grew some pert peonies
She liked life without phonies.
But her silicone breasticles
Lovely Lana grew some pert peonies
She liked life without phonies.
But her silicone breasticles
Were soft as testicles
Lovely Lana grew some pert peonies
She liked life without phonies.
But her silicone breasticles
Were soft as testicles.
She was real and she ate abalone.
I never could quite get around those breasticles
Anne was a juggler who had another
Anne was a juggler who had another.
She didn’t talk about who was her druther.
Lovely Lana grew some pert peonies
She liked life without phonies.
But her silicone breasticles
Made up for the testicles
don’t get it…do people just change because they want to after it’s finished?