Today's poems [2.4.20]
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A certain young man of St. Paul
Consistently practiced withdrawal.
This quaint predilection
Created such friction,
He soon had no foreskin at all.
There once was a fellow named Clyde,
Who fell in an outhouse and died.
Along came his brother
Who fell in another,
And now they're interred side by side.
Pink tender morsel,
Glistening with salty gel.
What the hell is it?
Ears, snouts and inards,
A homogeneous mass.
Pass another slice.
Old man seeks doctor.
"I eat SPAM daily", says he.
The tortured shape of this "food":
A small pink coffin.
- author unknown
There once was a man named Sweenie,
who spilled some gin on his weenie.
So just to be couth,
he spilled some vermouth.
And then slipped his girl a Martini.
A hermit who had an oasis
Thought it the best of all places:
He could pray and be calm
'Neath a pleasant date-palm,
While the lice on his ballocks ran races.
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