Post by montez on Feb 6, 2011 23:51:27 GMT
Filthy Joke Told In Rhyme.
I'll tell you a story as fast as I can,
Of a man called Dan, and his Transit van,
Now Dan is the hero of this little piece,
And so is his neice, Bernice, in a fleece.
Dan said to Bern, "Let's go for a spin,
It's no sin, I've got gin, come on lass, hop in,"
They drove down a quaint old country lane,
To attain a demesne owned by Mr Hussein.
The mansion was empty so in they both went,
Dan, from Ghent, meant sexy intent,
He said, "Bern, you're 16, and you have no zits,
Nice mitts, big tits, and great naughty bits."
She said, "Dan, you're my uncle, and it's quite a shock,
I'll defrock, ad hoc, and then suck your cock,
But I'm saving my pussy for when I am wed,
With Ted, or Fred, in my bridal bed."
She took off her clothes and kneeled on the floor,
(He swore the whore had done this before),
Fumbling slightly, she pulled down his zip,
Held his hips, took a grip, and parted her lips.
Just then she stopped and said, Dan, it's not right,
You excite alright, but don't cause a fight,
I'm your neice, you're my uncle, we are related,
Berated, he waited, and then simply stated,
"OK Bern, can I look at your fanny?"
She said, "Danny, it's uncanny, you're like my mate Annie!"
She opened her legs and lay on the floor,
A whore, paramour, but Dan wanted more.
He said, "Bern, could I please just talk to it,
I admit I'm a twit, but it won't hurt a bit?"
Dan got his mouth real close to her twat,
The rat, the prat, just fancy that!
He stuck out his tongue as far as he could,
Well, it's good, you would, and she understood,
Dan had a filthy kind of a notion,
No lotion, with devotion, he said with emotion...
(Moving his head up and down)
HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLO!
I'll tell you a story as fast as I can,
Of a man called Dan, and his Transit van,
Now Dan is the hero of this little piece,
And so is his neice, Bernice, in a fleece.
Dan said to Bern, "Let's go for a spin,
It's no sin, I've got gin, come on lass, hop in,"
They drove down a quaint old country lane,
To attain a demesne owned by Mr Hussein.
The mansion was empty so in they both went,
Dan, from Ghent, meant sexy intent,
He said, "Bern, you're 16, and you have no zits,
Nice mitts, big tits, and great naughty bits."
She said, "Dan, you're my uncle, and it's quite a shock,
I'll defrock, ad hoc, and then suck your cock,
But I'm saving my pussy for when I am wed,
With Ted, or Fred, in my bridal bed."
She took off her clothes and kneeled on the floor,
(He swore the whore had done this before),
Fumbling slightly, she pulled down his zip,
Held his hips, took a grip, and parted her lips.
Just then she stopped and said, Dan, it's not right,
You excite alright, but don't cause a fight,
I'm your neice, you're my uncle, we are related,
Berated, he waited, and then simply stated,
"OK Bern, can I look at your fanny?"
She said, "Danny, it's uncanny, you're like my mate Annie!"
She opened her legs and lay on the floor,
A whore, paramour, but Dan wanted more.
He said, "Bern, could I please just talk to it,
I admit I'm a twit, but it won't hurt a bit?"
Dan got his mouth real close to her twat,
The rat, the prat, just fancy that!
He stuck out his tongue as far as he could,
Well, it's good, you would, and she understood,
Dan had a filthy kind of a notion,
No lotion, with devotion, he said with emotion...
(Moving his head up and down)
HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLO!
