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/ Cried Miss Pratt : "What are you staring at? \
| I know - you don't have to say that!         |
|         All you guys want of me              |
|         Is a poke where I pee,               |
\ And it's pounding my ass mighty flat!"       /
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/ Fucking is a filthy deed. -- I like it.           \
| It satisfies a normal need. -- I like it.         |
|         It makes you sick, it makes you well,     |
|         It turns your spine to fucking jell,      |
\ It damns your soul to Eternal Hell! -- I like it. /
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/ There once was a kiddie named Carr \
| Caught a man on top of his mar.    |
|         As he saw him stick 'er,   |
|         He said with a snicker,    |
\ "You do it much faster than par."  /
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/ She was coming round the mountain doin' ninety, \
| When the chain on her motorcycle broke,         |
|         Now she's lying in the grass,           |
|         With the muffler up her ass,            |
\ And her tits a-playin' Dixie on the spokes.     /
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/ Said a girl who upon her divan            \
| Was attacked by a virile young man:       |
|         "Such excess of passion           |
|         Is quite out of fashion"          |
| And she fractured his wrist with her fan. |
\                 -- Edward Gorey           /
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/ A dentist, young doctor Malone,    \
| Got a charming girl patient alone, |
|         And, in his depravity,     |
|         Filled the wrong cavity.   |
\ God, how his practice has grown.   /
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/ A clerical student named Pryne           \
| Through pain sought to reach the divine: |
|         He wore a hair shirt,            |
|         Quite often ate dirt,            |
| And bathed every Friday in brine.        |
\                 -- Edward Gorey          /
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/ A greedy young lady from Sidney    \
| Liked it in up to her kidney,      |
|         Till a man from Quebec     |
|         Shoved it up to her neck-- |
\ He really diddled her, didn' he?   /
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/ A girl camper once had an affair     \
| With a fellow all covered with hair. |
|         When she gave him his hat    |
|         She realized that            |
\ She'd been had by Smokey the Bear.   /
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/ It takes little strain and no art \
| To bang out an echoing fart.      |
|         The reaction is hearty    |
|         When you fart at a party, |
\ But the sensitive persons depart. /
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