These once was a woman named Bobbie
Who listed blow jobs as a hobby.
She’d
perform the deed
For
any man in need,
So no one would think she was snobby.
In Chicago, an ex-Georgia peach
Tried to exercise freedom of speech
By
exposing a breast,
Then most of the rest
On a downtown Lake Michigan beach.
There once was a fellow named Nate;
A chess champion from Kuwait.
He
planned his romance
13
moves in advance
To force his companions to mate.
There once was a young man named
Plumber
Who desperately wanted a Hummer;
Not
the big SUV,
But
a BJ. U C.
Each day without one made him glummer.
There once was a woman named Grace
Who offered to sit on my face.
I
should have said, “Yes!”
What
I said was, “I guess,”
Which caused her to leave in disgrace.