Maurice the Menace
Maurice was crammed full of buttock-clenching humors
One day in the month of May he poked Jannie's tumors
'Oh they are real groovy'
'Must taste like anchovy'
"How can you be so sure?' 'they are under my bloomers'.
Copyright © Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty | Year Posted 2016
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