Yeah….I was bored. What can I say?

I knew an old woman, and she was a whore.

I knew a few sailors that knocked on her door.

They hooted and hollered and played all night long.

Until the next morning when they sang a new song.

The liquor had worn off, exposing her funk,

The men vowed to stay away unless they were drunk.

 

So now my ass itches and my testicles burn,

Oh why oh why did I succumb to that yearn.

It itches so badly after my turn,

Sometimes I wish that my dick would just learn.

 

 

There was an old farmer, his daughters were cute

I considered them carefully as he tightened his boots.

They were skinny and fat, and all things between.

Some were nice, and some were mean.

But one thing I do know off the top of my head,

All of them were great in bed.

 

So now my ass itches and my testicles burn,

Oh why oh why did I succumb to that yearn.

It itches so badly after my turn,

Sometimes I wish that my dick would just learn.

 

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