It happens again and again
A simple smile and I
dare to chance
That this might be the
one
But alas no it’s a
familiar dance
It happens again and again
A simple smile and I
dare to chance
That this might be the
one
But alas no it’s a
familiar dance
My regimen is non-stop
I have so many pills
to pop
If I desist, I’m for
the chop
They’re for life I
cannot stop
It’s not the sainted corps
Of unacquainted bores
Hunting painted whores
To perform their
tainted chores
My wife and I are voyeurs
We like to watch then
get at it
But the weathers gas
been so bad
We haven’t been out to
watch it
So, at home we checked
the listings
And a program left us
all agog
But we were really
disappointed
When we switched on for
Watch Dog
I keep getting emails
About penis extensions
But they’re not for me
Those kinds of
inventions
Some may think that
the lily
Is in need of some gilding
But no, they’re not for
me
As I live in a listed
building
I lost my virginity during exams
I don’t think it at
all immoral
I will never forget
the experience
It was one hell of a
French oral
She bought a lifesaving tool for her car
Which for her was
quite astute
It’s designed to cut through
your seat belt
In the event of it
trapping you on route
Particularly in the
aftermath of a Crash
Unfortunately,
Bimbette keeps hers in the boot