A wanton young lady from Wimley
Reproached for not acting quite primly
Said, “Heavens above!
I know sex isn’t love,
But it’s such an entrancing facsimile.”
There was a young tease from Mount Chesser
Who’d smile as the men would assess her
So flirtatious was she
Inviting them home to tea
Then allowing not one to undress her
In convertibles she was quite brash,
When she put her feet up on the dash.
As a trucker drove by,
Her bare crotch caught his eye,
And four people were killed in the crash.
There once was a barmaid named Gail,
On her chest tattooed the price of ale,
And on her behind,
For the sake of the blind,
Was the same information in Braille.
There was a young lady of Norway
Who hung by her feet from the doorway
She said to her beau,
“Come over here, Joe,
I think I’ve discovered one more way.”
—
David Campbell
Earl’s Garage – Motorcycle, Hotrod, and Event Photography
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