There once was a fellow named Bellow

There once was a fellow named Bellow
Who ate only strawberry Jell-o®.
            His skin was bright pink.
            His farts did not stink,
But smelled like a Lucky Charm® marshmallow.

There once was an Anglican Minister

There once was an Anglican Minister
Who wanted to do something sinister.
            But his heart wasn’t in
            For any serious sin,
So he just made out with his twin sister.

There once was a girl named Eilene

There once was a girl named Eilene
Who said, “Yes, I’m the school make-out queen.
            So, watch your hands, Grover.
            I’m not a pushover.
But, buy me a drink and I lean."

There once was a young man named Tapper

There once was a young man named Tapper
Who wanted to become a rapper.
            But he could not rhyme,
            Or even keep time
So he’s working as a beaver trapper.

There once was a young girl named Joyce

There once was a young girl named Joyce
Who liked to hand out with the boyce.
            When she come of age,
            She wrote on her web page,
“I’ll take girls, if I’m given the choyce.”

Harry the novice bus driver

Harry the novice bus driver
Was known as a early arriver.
            But, just during sex
            With his soon-to-be ex
Because he’s an orgasm depriver.

There once was a student named Rufus

There once was a student named Rufus
Who showed his teacher he was “toofess”.
            He showed her with a grin
            Where his front teeth had been,
For a college senior, he was a doofus.

There once was a woman from Boston

There once was a woman from Boston
Who like to apply chocolate frostin’
            To her nipples and clit,
            More than just a bit;
Enough for her man to get lost in.

There once was a fellow named Bill

There once was a fellow named Bill
Who lived at the top of a hill.
            His girlfriend, although,
            Was lived too far below.
She might as well been in Brazil.

There once was a girl named Doreen

There once was a girl named Doreen
Who wanted to be a chorine*
            She gave up romancing
            To work on her dancing
Which was not how to get herself seen.

*chorus girl

There was a nusician named Simon

There was a musician named Simon
Who gave up on melody and rhymin’.
            Now he pounds on a table,
            Red faced and unstable,
And his presence on YouTube is climbin’.

There once was a fellow named Proctor

There once was a fellow named Proctor
Who lost his license as a doctor.
            He was told by his nurse
            That his patients were worse,
So he put on a glove and he socked her.

There once was a woman named Madge

There once was a woman named Madge
Who wore her grey hair like a badge.
            Just the hair you can see
            She dyed her pubes, you see
‘Cause who wants to see a pale vag.

There once was a woman named Robin

There once was a woman named Robin
Who sat in her living room sobbin’.
            She felt so bereft
            Since her boyfriend had left
Her alone with her lady parts throbbin’.

There once was a woman named Polly

There once was a woman named Polly
Who thought birth control was a folly.
            But, 8 children later,
            She’s an appreciator
Of using the dick like a lolly.