Today's poems [4.8.17]
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There was a young man named Cattell
Who knew psychophysics so well,
That each time he shit
He'd stop, measure it---
It's length, and it's breadth, and it's smell.
There was a young man from Liberia
Who was groping a wench from Nigeria.
He said, "Yes, my pet,
Your panties are wet."
"Sorry, sir, that's my interior."
I was desperate, I was weary
I prayed for holy guidance from above
I thought she came to lead me through the darkness
But then I felt a probing rubber glove...
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He'd fart a gavotte for a starter,
And fizzle a fine serenata.
He could play on his anus
Oof, boom, er-tum, tootle, yum tah-dah!
A sweet young strip dancer named Jane
Wore five inches of thin cellophane.
When asked why she wore it
She said, "I abhor it,
But my juices would spatter like rain,"
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