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There lives a gentleman from Luff Who walks everywhere in the buff His weeny is teeny He calls it his winky A stump that can't fill a cream puff. Ladies would be left in despair But he didn't really care He got what he wanted Frustrated, they taunted And decided give him a scare. They tied him to an 'lectric chair Placed electrodes on you know where They pulled down on the switch His stump started to twitch It stood bright like a giant flare You'd think he would very happy Making a stump long and snazzy The women were smiling The man was now crying Wink shrivelled, weirdly and badly From that day he always wore clothes With women he instantly froze He's fearful of leccy Winky is now Becky And parades in yearly freak shows. 25.07.25
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