There once was a werewolf called Guy
Who went out when the moon was high.
When the moon disappeared
He became afeared
And would shake and sometimes cry!
There Once Was A Werewolf Called Guy
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There Was A Young Lady Called Bess
There was a young lady named Bess
Who wore a little black dress
While out on the catwalk.
And people did talk
On account of the split in that dress!
There Was A Young Lady Called Lou
There was a young lady named Lou
Who said “no gentleman are you!”.
I replied in distress
“I must confess
That twas I who stole your shoe!”.
If Jack And Jill Went Up A Hill Today
If Jack and Jill
Went up a hill
Today
What would people say?
Is the hill
A metaphor
For the stair
Where
Jack and Jill …
Or nothing more
Than a plain, old hill?
Did Jill
Push Jack
Down that Hill?
And did he,
Fighting back
Bring that she
(Known as Jill)
Tumbling,
Their hands fumbling,
Down that Hill?
Should the Old Bill
Investigate?
Perhaps a date
Went wrong? But no, tis a crime
To spoil a children’s nursery rhyme!
There Was A Young Diplomat Called Guy
There was a young diplomat called Guy
Who would never knowingly lie.
The ambassador Ruth
Fudged the truth
Which made that young man cry!
There was a young diplomat called Guy
Who would never knowingly lie.
The ambassador Ruth
Thought him uncouth
And rolled her one good eye!
The Chaste Maiden
“Oh maiden chaste
Why do you haste
To yonder well?
I have heard tell
That a girl there fell.
Come with me instead
And admire
This bed
Of sweetbriar.
Dear Bess
That dress is too tight.
Come feel the delight
Of night
Air
On skin bare”.
“Sir
Having water to get
I truly regret
That I
Have no time to lie
In sweetbriar,
Though, where the ground not wet
I would fulfill your desire …”.
There Was A Young Lady Called Hocking
There was a young lady called Hocking
Who lost many a silk stocking.
Her boyfriend, named Hogg
Ran an erotic blog,
Believe me, it really was shocking!
There Was A Young Lady Called Lin
There was a young lady called Lin
Who lived in my wastepaper bin.
I said, with a smile
“Will you stay there a while”,
But she left for my biscuit tin!
There was a young lady called Lin
Who lived in my wastepaper bin.
Being rather witty
And extremely pretty
She led me into sin!
There was a young lady called Lin
Who lived in my wastepaper bin.
When I said, “are you okay?”
She replied “I like it this way”,
That strange young lady called Lin!
There was a young lady called Lin
Who lived in my wastepaper bin.
She made her escape
In a bright red cape
As its better out than in!
There Was A Young Poet Called Mo
There was a young poet called Mo
Who’s work I happen to know.
His poems where so bad
That they drove me quite mad,
So I buried Mo in the snow!
There Was A Young Lady Of Maynooth
There was a young lady of Maynooth
Who went by the name of Ruth.
My good friend Lin
Made a terrible din
When she danced up on the roof.
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