A Devizes Quimmerick

I know men, young and old, from Devizes Who are wolves in surprising disguises Sometimes girls are as bad But it’s often the lad Who, for whoring, has shelves full of prizes Pretty Trowbridge girls, all in a row There will always be one that’s a ho And some may like a lay But not all of them, hey Just maybe the ones that you know So, fine upstanding men from Devizes Rendered ‘helpless’ by fit pairs of thighses Be more cautious when drunk More in charge of your s***k Less “Not me, it was her, with her eyeses” by Gail