Humor: Worst of Fortunes for Wednesday August 19, 2020
A pious young lady of Chichester
Made all of the saints...A pious young lady of Chichester
Made all of the saints in their niches stir
And each morning at matin
Her breast in pink satin
Made the bishop of Chichester's breeches stir. A playful young chemist named Byrd
Had an urge that could...A playful young chemist named Byrd
Had an urge that could not be deferred.
So to irritate Knox
He shit in his sox,
And plastered the walls with his turd. There was a gay parson of Norton
Whose prick, although thick,...There was a gay parson of Norton
Whose prick, although thick, was a short 'un.
To make up for this loss,
He had balls like a horse,
And never spent less than a quartern. There was an old man of St. Bees,
Who was stung in the arm by...There was an old man of St. Bees,
Who was stung in the arm by a wasp.
When asked, "Does it hurt?"
He relied, "No, it doesn't.
I'm so glad that it wasn't a hornet."
Humor: Worst of Fortunes for Wednesday August 19, 2020
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