Why Do They Call You Prudish Judith?

Hey Jude
I thought you were a prude
Hey Judith
I heard them call you prudish
Are you shy?
Is that the real reason why?
Hey Judith
Is that why they call you prudish?
But damn
When you’ve had a babycham
Wow Jude
You are no goody two shoes
In fact Jude
You are really rather crude
No prude
That I am forced to conclude
Jude I think
That is why you have a drink
As a cure
From being modest and demure
And Jude
When you’re in the mood
To be lewd
You are exceptionally rude
With no prudity
In the manner of your nudity
So Jude
I am forced to conclude
That Judith
Your prudishness is a myth
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Curtis Avatar
April 8, 2010 at 7:43 AM
Thanks Doris
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April 8, 2010 at 7:24 AM
mythical beast--rose up from the alcoholic stupor :) like it!
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