🎶Sing a song of gonorrhea,
A bush that's full of crabs,
Four and twenty ulcers crusted up with scabs.
When the scabs break open the cunt will start to sing..
Isn't this a lovely place to stuff your poor cock in?🎶
(Overheard my grandfather singing that years and years ago.... )
Old mother Hubbard went to the cupboard to get the poor dog a bone But when she got there The cupboard was bare, so the dog gave her a bone of his own!
Hello Dog.
Trust all is going well.
I can recall several songs and suchlike prose that we used to sing when I was in the Army but they would be inappropriate to publish here.
Regards and greetings from Oz.
A bush that's full of crabs,
Four and twenty ulcers crusted up with scabs.
When the scabs break open the cunt will start to sing..
Isn't this a lovely place to stuff your poor cock in?🎶
(Overheard my grandfather singing that years and years ago.... )
went to the cupboard
to get the poor dog a bone
But when she got there
The cupboard was bare
And so was her man with a nun
Trust all is going well.
I can recall several songs and suchlike prose that we used to sing when I was in the Army but they would be inappropriate to publish here.
Regards and greetings from Oz.
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