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July 17, 2007

There was once a young man called Jim,
No soul was more horny than him,
As he grew older,
He became bolder;
That’s why he was neutered by Kim.


Since the time he was nine
He dreamt of using one pick-up line
So he became a miner
And asked the girl at the diner,
‘Honey, your place, or Mine ?’


Bob dozed off under a tree one night
But awoke when something didn’t feel right
For the tree was speaking
And also man-eating
Saying its bark was worse than its bite.


A great sportsman he was but had suffered many pitfalls
His only recourse: his family business of selling dolls
Well, so he got so frustrated
That he got himself castrated
And ended up playing Billiards with his balls.



From → 'funny' poetry

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