tHERE ONCE WAS A FARMER NAMED fRITZ- wHO PLANTED A FIELD FULL OF TITS- hE WAITED FOR fALL, TO HARVEST 'EM ALL, AND CHOPPED THEM ALL SLOWLY TO BITS- There once was a Plumber name Lee- Who was plumbing a gal by the sea- She said "Oh stop plumbing, for I hear someone coming"- Said he, still plumbing, "Tis Me" There once was a nympho named Alice- Who used a dynamite stick for a phallus- They found her vagina in North Carolina, And bits of her titties near Dallas-- There once was a Pirate named Gates- Who did the Mambo while on roller skates- But he fell on his cutlass, which left him quite nutless, And perfectly worthless on dates-- There once was a nympho named Ransom- Who had secuded a young man in a hansom- she rolled on the floor, and begged him for more, but his name was Simpson- Not Sampson-- There once was a hermit named Abe-Who kept a dead hooker in his cave-He had to admit, that she smelled just like shit- But think of the money he'd saved- There once was a man from Boston- Who bought himself a new Austin- There was room for his ass- and a gallon of gas-But his balls hung out and he lost 'em-- Oh Yeah!!


"The field is the touchstone of the man"..