There once was a fellow named Dave,
Who kept a dead whore in a cave.
“I have to admit,
She does smell like shit,
But think of the money I’ve saved!”
There was a young fellow of kings
Whose mind was upon higher things.
But his real desire
Was a boy in the choir
With an ass like a jelly on springs.
A vice both obscene and unsavory
Holds the bishop of London in slavery.
With lascivious howls
He deflowers young owls
That he lures to an underground aviary.
Once a nice, pretty young girl named Alice
Used a dynamite stick for a phallus.
They found her vagina
In north carolina
And her asshole at Buckingham palace.
Who kept a dead whore in a cave.
“I have to admit,
She does smell like shit,
But think of the money I’ve saved!”
There was a young fellow of kings
Whose mind was upon higher things.
But his real desire
Was a boy in the choir
With an ass like a jelly on springs.
A vice both obscene and unsavory
Holds the bishop of London in slavery.
With lascivious howls
He deflowers young owls
That he lures to an underground aviary.
Once a nice, pretty young girl named Alice
Used a dynamite stick for a phallus.
They found her vagina
In north carolina
And her asshole at Buckingham palace.
