Jimmie Jim My Piddling Crony

Jimmie Jim my piddling crony was a little toady
     Happened to meet a gaudy king who loved a hot toddy
                 Jimmie’s ass an ace in the hole
            Dipped in snail’s pace in the king’s bowl
     Said Jim Sire, my daddy, King of Ire, I am your bawdy
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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