The young men called her jigsaw
For she was not
universally adored
And the boys would
only do her
When they were really
bored
The young men called her jigsaw
For she was not
universally adored
And the boys would
only do her
When they were really
bored
We wanted to spice up the sex,
Which, is more
exciting than it sounds
As my girlfriend
scratches during sex
Last night she won ten
pounds
I can still enjoy sex
At Seventy-four,
I live at seventy six
So, it’s only next
door
Sex at sixty is all very well
But it’s a bit do or
die
Slowing down is better
And pulling into a
lay-by
“Are you looking at my knees?”
She asked me right out
flat
I just looked at her
coyly
And said “No I’m above
that”
Wolf! Wolf! Wolf!
Was repeatedly heard
But the dominatrix
Had forgotten the safe
word
Pornography is often frowned upon,
And viewed as
degenerating
I frown when I’m
watching it
But that's because I'm
concentrating
My Aunt was thirty when she lost her virginity
She had left it so
late as the act was so dreaded
But was relieved when
it had finally happened,
And wasn’t so much
deflowered as deadheaded
To spice up my dreary life
I chose to hold a sex
game
And threw an orgy last
night,
Unfortunately, nobody
came
Two sailors where fighting
Over a prostitute on
the dance floor
They both had one arm
each
In a bizarre game of
Tug-of-whore
I was scarred during my first time
And made me think I
was still a virgin
I thought I was doing
fine until she said
Those three dreaded
words, “Is it in?”
Are you wearing tarty garb?
Well, I will say this
for a start
You might well get
picked up
But no one wants to date
a tart
Are you wearing slutty garb?
And are you trying to
talk smut
Well, I admire your endeavour,
but
You’re wearing too
much for a slut
Are you wearing sexual garb?
Well, I can only offer
you this barb
Wearing a codpiece and
a condom
Is not going to turn
anyone on
“Two hundred and eighty eight lovers”
Was not what I
expected, not even close
But that was what my
mum confessed
And to be honest that
was just two gross
I once made a sex tape
With an old girlfriend
of mine
Although the first I
knew
Was when I saw it on
line
You should never entertain
Lewd thoughts, whatever
you do
You should close your
eyes
And let them entertain
you
I asked “When did you last have sex?”
My uncle replied “1956”
“That long ago” I exclaimed
“Wow”
And he said “it’s only 20.35
now
Are you wearing that tonight?
I can’t say I’m not
disappointed
You don’t normally have a hair out of place
And you are always perfumed and anointed
You haven’t bothered to get glammed up
So tonight you look like a plain Jane
I certainly don’t want to be seen with you
And you only have yourself to blame
You’ve done something out of place
And I really didn’t want to see “the girl below”
Yes I do think that it’s all over between us
But I don’t agree that I’m being shallow
I thought of how good she looked in black
When I saw her
approaching
And anticipated the
removal of the Green dress