There Was A Young Lady...
August, 1989
There was a young girl named Felicity Who was deeply involved in complicity With a fellow named Hobbs, Who pushed all the right knobs To turn on her body's 'lectricity.There was a young damsel from Chichester, Whose curves made the saints in their niches stir, One morning at matins The heave of her satins Made the bishop of Chichester's britches stir.A trollop who worked up at Yale Had her price list tattooed on her tail. As an aid to the blind, Just above her behind Was a duplicate schedule in...
