Mary loved her little lamb
Every single day of course
But most of all on
Sunday
With homemade mint
sauce
Mary loved her little lamb
Every single day of course
But most of all on
Sunday
With homemade mint
sauce
Are you wearing a negligee?
It’s really very nice,
I must say
I can see through it
all the way
Every line, every
curve, every dip
But if I might just offer
a little tip
The foliage could do
with a clip
I really need to moderate
The way I live my life
Last night I drank so
much
I turned into my wife
I failed to grasp
simple logic
And became overly
emotional
Then I talked
incessantly
And made no sense at
all
The police knocked at my door
And gave me the fright
of my life
First, they asked me
my name
Then showed me a
picture of the wife
“I’m afraid it looks
like she’s been
Hit by a bus,” the officer
said to me
I nodded and said in
reply “I know
But she has a lovely
personality”
How is it that women can go through childbirth?
With all its inherent
agony
Yet manage to scare
themselves to death
At the sight of a dust
bunny
I’m a free agent once again
Since I broke up with
my optician girlfriend
She was very nice but
to be honest
It was our sex life in
the end
That broke up our
bliss
She kept saying “is it
better like this or this”?
Bimbette was in the shower
And spent all day in
the en suite
Because it said on the
shampoo bottle
“Lather, Rinse,
Repeat”