Novelty Roaches
Rocket Ass
There once was a man from Winsocket,
who rode down the street on a rocket.
The force of the blast, blew his balls up his ass,
and his pecker was found in his pocket.
I Got the Horn
There was a young man from Cape Horn,
who wished he had never been born.
He wouldn’t have been,
if his father had seen,
He wouldn’t have been,
if his father had seen,
that the end of his condom was torn!
Studying For Nothing
I've been studying all night and I'm tiered,
but I can't sleep because I'm so wired.
So I'll play on the net,
'Stead of going to bed,
and my tests will seem like a quagmire.
I've been studying all night and I'm tiered,
but I can't sleep because I'm so wired.
So I'll play on the net,
'Stead of going to bed,
and my tests will seem like a quagmire.
POETRY THAT HAS ASS – HORN – AND NOTHING IN IT
Reviewed by David Andrews
on
June 08, 2011
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