Humor: Worst of Fortunes for Wednesday February 28, 2018

There once was a man from Bombay He would do it all night...
There once was a man from Bombay He would do it all night and all day He soon became sore You shoulda' heard him roar When his wife rubbed his balls with Ben-Gay!

There once was a man named McSweeny Who spilled some raw gin...
There once was a man named McSweeny Who spilled some raw gin on his weeny. Just to be couth, He added vermouth, And slipped his girlfriend a martini.

There was a young lady of Dee Whose hymen was split into...
There was a young lady of Dee Whose hymen was split into three. And when she was diddled The middle string fiddled : "Nearer My God To Thee."

There was a young lady whose thighs, When spread showed a slit...
There was a young lady whose thighs, When spread showed a slit of such size, And so deep and so wide, You could play cards inside, Much to her bridegroom's surprise.