Who spilled some gin on his weenie Just to be couth He added vermouth Then slipped his girlfriend a martini
There once was a man Robin Hood
Who lived in a Knottingham wood He learned how to f**k from old Friar Tuck And made Marion whenever he could
There once was a fellow O'Doole
Who found little red spots on his tool His Doctor a cynic said Get out of me clinic, And wipe off that lipstick you fool!
A pirate, history relates
Was scuffling with some of his mates When he slipped on a cutlass Which rendered him nutless And practically useless on dates
There once was a woman named Jill
Who swallowed an exploding pill They found her vagina In North Carolina And her tits in a tree in Brazil
There once was a plumber from Lee
Who was plumbing his girl by the sea She said Stop your plumbing, There's somebody coming! Said the plumber still plumbing... It's me!
A right twisted wench from Caprees-ed
Orgasmed each time that she sneez-ed To the druggist she went And laid down her last cent Said, "A barrel of snuff, if you pleas-ed."
On the moors Kelly walked in a daze
There she'd bark at the moon and the haze Still her friends weren't concerned For by now they had learned Once a month she would go through this phase. (author's note to the ladies: "She was a werewolf. Now is it funny?") A randy marsupial named Reeves Spent some time with the whores 'tween their knees When they'd asked him for money He'd say "Listen honey A koala eats bushes and leaves."
Now down in the valley of Shneel
Lived a woman who loved to reveal With her curtains well drawn Standing bare as a fawn She'd do this really neat trick with an eel
Now this right old man was a sick 'un
He had a dozen hen ripe for the pickin' He'd chase 'em around With his trousers pulled down And he'd say "Whatsa matter, you chicken?"
A new farmer's helper named Kull
Accidentally was milking a bull The farmer said, "Boy yer dumb, You done milked the wrong one!" Said the boy, "But me whole bucket's full."
Twas a crazy old man called O'Keef
Who caused local farmers much grief To their cows he would run Cut their legs off for fun And say "Look, I've invented ground beef!"
There once was a man from Madrass
Whose balls were made out of brass When he'd bang 'em together They'd play stormy weather And lightning would shoot out of his ass
There once was a man from Havana
Screwed a girl on a player piano At the height of their fever Her ass hit the lever And Yes he has no banana...
There once was a man from East Kent
Whose tool was so long that it bent To save her some trouble He folded it double And instead of coming...he went There once was a man from Bonaire Who was doing his wife on the stair When the banister broke He doubled his stroke And finished her off in midair
On a knoll a young maiden named Molly
Her innocence lost through young folly His name was Sing Chum And too soon he did cum And all he could say was "I'm solly!"
A bear taking a dump asked a rabbit
"Does shit stick to your fur as a habit?" "Of course not," said the hare, "It's really quite rare!" So the bear wiped his ass with the rabbit.
There was a young tease from Mount Chesser
Who'd smile as the men would assess her So flirtatious was she Inviting them home to tea Then allowing not one to undress her
To his friend, Ned said, rather blue,
"My wife Edith just told me we're through, For she says I'm too fat." And his friend told him that, "You can't have your cake and Edith, too."
There once was a girl named Tristan
Whose beer that she ordered was was pissed in She said "I don't think," As she spit out her drink, "On the menu that this one was listed."
Said a fool whose mind was quite miniscule
As his ignorance reached a new pinnacle "I don't believe in astrology It's my ideology But I'm a Leo and Leo's are cynical.
I had me a wench from East Broint
Who bade me her skin to anoint The girl had arthritis And so I decided She wouldn't mind one more stiff joint. There was a young man from Nantucket Whose dick was so long he could suck it. He said with a grin As he wiped off his chin, "If my ear was a cunt I would fuck it."
There was a Young Man from Kent
Whose Rod was so long it bent. So to save himself trouble He bent it in double, And instead of coming – he went!
There once was a man from Bel Air
Who was doing his wife on the stair But the banister broke So he doubled his stroke And finished her off in mid-air
A strange young fellow from Leeds
Rashly swallowed a package of seeds. Great tufts of fine grass Sprouted out of his ass And his balls were covered with weeds.
There once was a man from sprocket
Who went for a ride in a rocket The rocket went bang His balls went clang And he found his dick in his pocket!
There was a young man from Brighton
Who thought he’d at last found a tight ‘un. He said, “Oh my love, It fits like a glove.” Said she, “But you’re not in the right ‘un.”
There was a young girl of Cape Cod
Who thought babies were fashioned by God, But ’twas not the Almighty Who hiked up her nightie – ‘Twas Roger, the lodger, by God!
There once was a man from Madras
Whose balls were made of brass In stormy weather They clang together And sparks fly out of his ass! There was a young maid from Madras Who had a magnificent ass; Not rounded and pink, As you probably think – It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.
There was a young sailor named Bates
Who danced the fandango on skates. But a fall on his cutlass Has rendered him nutless, And practically useless on dates.
I was thrilled when I went to the zoo:
They allowed me to bugger the gnu! An FRZS Informed me, “Oh yes, It’s a privilege allotted to few.”
On the plains of north-central Tibet
They’ve come up with the weirdest thing yet: They pour blue enamel Up the arse of a camel And bugger the beast while it’s wet.
There once was a girl from Madrid
Who found she was having a kid, So she held in her water For nine months and a quarter And drowned the poor bastard, she did.
There once were two ladies from Birmingham,
And this is the story concerning ‘em: They hitched up the frock And diddled the cock Of the Bishop, as he was confirming ‘em.
There once was a fellow from Bicester
Who wanted to bugger his sister, But, not liking dirt, He purchased a squirt, And rinsed out her arse with a clyster.
Said the nun, as the Bishop withdrew:
“This must be our final adieu, For the vicar is thicker And slicker and quicker And six inches longer than you.” There was a young maid of Shallott Who lived upon shit, piss, and snot. When these failed to please, She’d devour the green cheese That she scraped with a spoon from her twat.
There was a young fellow from Ankara
Who was a terrific wankerer Till he sowed his wild oats With the help of a goat But he didn’t even stop to thankera.
The was an old whore from Azores
Whose cunt was all covered in sores. The dogs of the street Wouldn’t eat the green meat That hung in festoons from her drawers.
When gay Irish men go to bed
They don’t fit very well, it is said For John is too tight And Michael’s too light But Thomas Fitzpatrick instead
There once was a hermit named Dave
Who kept a dead whore in his cave. He said, “I admit, I’m a bit of a shit. But think of the money I save.”
There was a young strumpet of Lilliput,
Who, into her snatch a dwarf’s willy-put, When they enquired: "Howd'it feel ?", She said: "Hmm… a great deal Like a blue whale, his dick, in a filly-put!"
Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes and Fairy Tales - With Six Coloured Plates, and Four Hundred and Twenty-Four Wood-Cuts by John Gilbert, John Tenniel, Harrison Weir, Walter Crane, W. McConnell, and Others: With Six Coloured Plates, and Four Hundred and Twenty-Four Wood-Cuts by John Gilbert, John Tenniel, Harrison Weir, Walter Cranel, W. McConnell, and Others