Last night I met a pretty young witch
Who said, “I know how to get rich”.
I took her to bed
But, by morning she’d fled,
With my wallet, which made that witch rich!
Last Night I Met A Pretty Young Witch
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I’m Dating A Girl Named Corral
I’m dating a girl named Corral
Who is extremely strict and moral.
So when round at her flat
I keep on my hat,
To avoid an almighty quarrel!
There Once Was A Young Man Named Niels
There once was a young man named Niels
Who was fond of girls in high heels,
But the parish priest called Paul
Knew that wouldn’t do at all,
So he confiscated those girls and their heels!
A Young Man Dressed In Scruffy Old Jeans
A young man dressed in scruffy old jeans
Wishing to marry a lady of great means,
Dated lots of young women
And indulged in some sinning,
But he’s still in those scruffy old jeans!
There Once Was A Poet Named Spink
There once was a poet named Spink
Who wrote love poems in invisible ink
To young women of pleasure
Until his dear wife Heather
Heated up that invisible ink of Spink!
(Messages written in invisible ink can be read either by heating up the paper or setting it on fire).
When A Young Lady Named Lou
When a young lady named Lou
Said, “have you seen my shoe?”,
I replied, “tut tut,
A goat called Butt
Has eaten up your shoe Lou!”.
When A Young Man Named Lot
When a young man named Lot
Said, “I have been shot!”,
I said, “oh my good lord,
I’ve run you through with my sword,
But don’t worry, you haven’t been shot!”.
With Apologies to Emily Brontë
Last night
I went to bed with Emily Brontë.
What can a modest man say?
We scaled passions great heights,
And, in the midst of our delight
She lost her tights.
Then, on my way
Back over the moor
I saw
Nelly Dean
Who said, with a gleam
In her eye
“Thrushcross Grange is nigh.
Will you come back with me
For tea?”.
But I made reply,
“No, not I
For, if you take a look
None of this is in Emily’s book …!”.
When A Young Man Named Dave
When a young man named Dave
Tripped over a freshly dug grave,
A corpse lying within
Said, with a grin,
“Its not your time yet Dave!”.
When An Ambitious Young Journalist Named Nell
When an ambitious young journalist named Nell
Said, “I have a story to tell,
But it isn’t true.
Does that bother you?”,
Her editor said, “will it sell, Nell?”.
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