May 04, 2005 17:58
Stupid WWII project taking up all my free times.
There was a young man from Maine
Whose prick was as string as a cane
It was almost as long
So he strolled with his dong
Extended in sunshine and rain.
There was a young man of Madras
Whose balls were constructed of brass
when jangled together
they played "Stormy Weather'
and lightning shot out of his ass.