Off Colour Poems - Poems about Off Colour

I know a young lady won't mention her name Posts naughty stuff often for shame, for shame My kinda filly with that there's no question Her mind can be slanted in a naughty direction That's why I love her this wascally wabbit There ain't many others who can really match it A down to earth mind I wouldn't call dirty Maybe a...

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MY OFF COLOUR LOVER I know a young lady, won't mention her name Posts naughty stuff often, for shame, for shame My kinda filly, with that there's no question Her mind can be slanted in a naughty direction That's why I love her, this wascally wabbit There ain't many others who can really match it A down to earth mind, I wouldn't...

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Once knew this old man named Gus For some reason the girlies made a fuss As he toddled along Singing off-colour songs Much too off-colour for us to discuss...

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‘OFF-COLOUR’ It really was curious; it really was strange: The day that the colours decided to change. It really was freakish; it really was weird: When all of the colours weren’t what they appeared. The police cars were purple with green lights on top And riding inside were pink-uniformed cops; Lights switched to red when they meant you to go And green clouds...

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It's been quite a while Since writing a poem An hour has passed quickly Must challenge my dome Come up with a verse To tickle your fancy Wherever that is Perhaps in your panties Now that's pretty crude An excuse for humour Please do forgive me Should've caught it sooner Not up with the latest Off colour stuff It sure ain't my style Enough is enough There's no longer themes That are...

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I know a young lady, won't mention her name Posts naughty stuff often, for shame, for shame My kinda filly, with that there's no question Her mind can be slanted in a naughty direction That's why I love her, this wascally wabbit There ain't many others who can really match it A down to earth mind, I wouldn't call it dirty Maybe...

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It's been quite a while Since writing a poem An hour has quickly gone by Must challenge my dome Come up with a verse To tickle your fancy Wherever that is Perhaps in your panties Now that's pretty crude An excuse for humour Please do forgive me Should've caught it sooner Not up with the latest Off colour stuff It sure ain't my style Enough is enough There's no longer themes That...

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