If when through the farmyard you're pickin'
Your way, and your tool starts to thicken,
And rises, is throbbing,
There's no need for sobbing,
Try stickin' your dick in a chicken.

And thus thought a randy young buck in
Zimbabwe* and started hen-fuckin';
Alas his wife saw'd,
And spread it abroad...
When he walks down the street blokes start clucking.

The insults and mockery stung,
And more so his spurned lady's tongue.
He found him a noose,
And put it to use...
At least they  would call him well hung.

*Actually it was Zambia, but that didn't scan.

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Thursday, June 10, 2004