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Me and Mrs Grundy
I smacked that very naughty girl
(‘I’m glad that discipline’s still taught!’)
and then I let the night unfurl
(‘she must regret having been caught!’)
and then I did some other stuff
(‘...surely one smack was enough?’)
I stuck it in her hairy muff
(‘I didn’t know girls still wore them...’)
and made that beaver sticky as
(‘wait, she keeps a beaver as a pet?’)
and then I nutted on her tits
(‘this is getting out of hand,
it doesn’t even rhyme!’)
I gave that girl a real good time
(‘well that’s a start I guess...’)
and wrote this poem just for her
(‘this is meant to be a verse?’)
while picking at my hairy pit
(‘good lord, erotic verse is shit.’)
(‘I’m glad that discipline’s still taught!’)
and then I let the night unfurl
(‘she must regret having been caught!’)
and then I did some other stuff
(‘...surely one smack was enough?’)
I stuck it in her hairy muff
(‘I didn’t know girls still wore them...’)
and made that beaver sticky as
(‘wait, she keeps a beaver as a pet?’)
and then I nutted on her tits
(‘this is getting out of hand,
it doesn’t even rhyme!’)
I gave that girl a real good time
(‘well that’s a start I guess...’)
and wrote this poem just for her
(‘this is meant to be a verse?’)
while picking at my hairy pit
(‘good lord, erotic verse is shit.’)
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