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From deep in the crypt at St. Giles
Came a bellow that echoed for miles.
Said the rector, "My gracious,
Has Father Ignatius
Forgotten the Bishop has piles!?"
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From Number Nine, Penwiper Mews,
There is really abominable news;
They've discovered a head
In the box for the bread,
But nobody seems to know whose.
-- Edward Gorey
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From the bathing machine came a din
As of jollification within;
It was heard far and wide,
And the incoming tide
Had a definite flavour of gin.
-- Edward Gorey
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"Fucked by the finger of Fate!"
Bewailed a young fellow named Tate.
"Since dating Miss Baugh,
My whole tongue has been raw--
It must have been something I ate."
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In the case of a lady named Frost,
Whose cunt's a good two feet acrost,
It's the best part of valor
To bugger the gal, or
You're apt to fall in and get lost.
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In the Garden of Eden lay Adam,
Complacently stroking his madam,
And loud was his mirth
For on all of the earth
There were only two balls -- and he had 'em.
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In the garden of Eden lay Adam,
Complacently stroking his madam
And loud was his mirth
For on all of the earth
There were only two balls and he had'em.
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In the little French town of Le'Beau,
Lived a maiden exceedingly droll.
At a masquerade ball,
Clad in nothing at all,
She backed in as a Parker house roll.
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It always delights me at Hank's
To walk up the old river banks.
One time in the grass
I stepped on an ass,
And heard a young girl murmur, "Thanks."
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It had snowed, and the man in the drift,
Flagged her down and asked, "Give me a lift?"
They sat in her Bentley,
She fondled him gently,
And the lift that he'd asked for was swift!
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