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There was a young lady of Maine Who declared she'd a man on her brain. But you knew from the view Of her waist as it grew It was not on her brain that he'd lain.
There was a young fellow from Florida Who liked a friend's wife, so he borrowed her. When they got into bed, He cried, "God strike me dead, This ain't a cunt, it's a corridor!"
Oh, that supple young man of Montrose Who tickled his tail with his toes! His landlady said, As she made up his bed, "My God! How that man blows his nose!"
Drink I fell in love with a dry martini But now she`s gone And passed away... Or rather, passed right through me. After that, I drank some coffee So momentarily I found sobriety She made me high She gave me kicks She made me ill I was only six! © 1989 Peter Hughes. Sent by Pete Hughes
Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was slightly grey. It didn't have a father, Just some borrowed DNA. It sort of had a mother, Though the ovum was on loan. It was not so much a lambkin As a little lamby clone. And soon it had a fellow clone, And soon it had some more. It made the children laugh and sing, The teachers found it droll; There were too many lamby clones For Mary to control. No other could control the sheep Since their programs didn't vary, So the scientists resolved it all By simply cloning Mary. But now they feel quite sheepish, Those scientists unwary. One problem solved, but what to do With Mary, Mary, Mary?
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