Thought this might brighten up the site a bit.
There once was a girl called Mary,
who's tongue was long and hairy.
One day she said to her father
"It is time I went to the barber".
Trimming her tongues long locks,
when handy for l*****g her chops.
Having them remain in this state
finds them handy l*****g her plate.
A wonder when dusting the house,
tho' do leave a taste in her mouth.
But her boy friend thinks it a giggle
for his ear she does waggle and tickle.
When sick in a state of repose
it is handy for wiping her nose.
To shave it all off she would dread,
but she could use the cat instead.
She doesn't think the cat will mind
if she's gentle and nice and kind.
Her fur may get somewhat tatty,
but if not her tongue it's the catty.
She could use her dad's old razor
and remain in p***y cats favor.
But keeping tongue in her head,
used it to paint the ceiling instead.
Do no blame me, I think the Devil made me write it.
Ether that or my age had something to do with it.
Robert
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