Witty Ditty

There was a fair maiden from Cranbrook,
Who enjoyed relaxing with a book,
Some books were quite porny,
And made her feel horny,
She dresses so men have to look xxxx

She sat in the car by my side,
Her stockings seeming to glide,
I tried to pull over,
But she was no rover,
So no pleasure was had ....astride xxxx :whistle:

There was a young girl from the West
Who knitted a long woolly vest.
It was warm it was cosy
It covered her posy
And stopped men seeing her chest:P

There was a young man from Craig Moor,
Who tended to be such a bore,
One day in the village,
He did plunder and pillage,
No more the Bore from Craig Moor.<br><br>Post edited by: tonypark, at: 2009/02/05 12:26

There was a man called Jeff
Who thought his wife a bit deaf
But she heard him ok
When he flirted today
With Mabel who works at the vet's.:ohmy:

Once was a man from Looe,
Who didnt know what to do,
Quite by chance,
He learned how to dance,
Now from Looe there are two xxxx

There was a young man from brazil
who swallowed an elephant pill
his heart retired
his bum backfired
and his willy shot over a hill!:laugh:

There was a young woman from Troon
Who wanted to go to the moon
She blasted off into space
Dressed in sexy black lace
She'll be back in orbit quite soon:P

tonypark wrote:

There was a fair maiden from Cranbrook,
Who enjoyed relaxing with a book,
Some books were quite porny,
And made her feel horny,
She dresses so men have to look xxxx

Has anybody seen me wandering around in Cranbrook.
Dressed in sweat pants trainers and a body warmer the phrase Bag Lady comes to mind:lol:

Dorrie wrote:

tonypark wrote:

There was a fair maiden from Cranbrook,
Who enjoyed relaxing with a book,
Some books were quite porny,
And made her feel horny,
She dresses so men have to look xxxx

Has anybody seen me wandering around in Cranbrook.
Dressed in sweat pants trainers and a body warmer the phrase Bag Lady comes to mind:lol:

Yet anothe ellusion shattered....anyway try finding something to rhyme with trainers.... xxxx :whistle:

There was a fishmongers daughter,Miss Willet,
Who laid on the slab and said fillet,
The men would all gaze,
In their own differant ways,
And Miss Willet joined the army to billet.

A randy young man from the West
To the ladies he was such a pest
He was ready willing and able
Till he tripped on a cable
And cut off his meat and two veg:ohmy: :blink: :woohoo: :whistle: