Young Dorothy blew a great fart. The force tore the whole place apart, At last down she landed And found herself stranded, So hunted for dick, the young tart.She came to a humble abode, And into it straight way she strode. She found a Chinese Fellow, jumped on his knees And dot on that yellow prick rode.
But there little Dotty won't stay, She wants here some new games to play, So, flashing her titties, Its Emerald City's The place where she fancies to stray.
She first comes across a tin man, And at him she flashes her fan, He's feeling ambitious, And she's so lubricious, Her can-can shows Canman he can.
Here now's the sad, mournful part, Old Tinnie, he hasn't a heart, She screamed:When I saw yer, Shoulda knowed you're a lawyer, And none of your cash you'll impart."
| The next bit's a bit Anglocentric, | Concerning a dumb parliamentric | Member, named Jack, | Of whom it's a fact, | The Jackboot was named - fascist bent prick.
So next she meets this bloke, Jack Straw, Who says "Hark to me, I'm the law, And you've got no right, By day or by night, To do that round here any more."
"I show zero tolerance on speed, Go over the limit, I'll bleed You dry as a bone, Just one I'll condone, My own driver, here I'll concede."*
"On drugs too, I'm strict as a pope, One sniff of the weed, you've no hope. Except, by the way, My own son, one day, Exposed by the press, pushing dope."**
She wishes himjust 'fore she goes, a Close meeting with a bulldozer, And sweetly she calls "Don't you wish you had balls, And weren't such a fuckwitted poser."
And now, like that lady from Riga, She fancies a ride with a tiger, But no-one is buyin' But one threadbare lion, With zilch rating on her sex-geiger.
| Now that verse was awful, you cry, | My muse off is starting to fly, | And yes, I know Riga, | Should rhyme more like eager, | But Lear used it, why shouldn't I?
This flea-bitten lion's a pain, To rouse him our Dot tries in vain, This impotent cat Is to lazy and fat, Resists her with mite and with mane.
And on they go, cat and young broad, She spends time in fucking a horde, Of dumb munchkin midgets, With very small widgets, Which leave her exceptionally bored.
The wizard's reached midst some confusion, He tells them it's all been delusion, He's simply a bawd, Who's working a fraud, And all life's a total inllusion.
This whole silly thing was a hoax, He sends her home, after a poke, She marries her brother And soon is a mother So no more's to say. That's all folks.
*Jack Straw MP, in charge of the police, stopped recently doing 103 mph. Strangely no charges were brought.
** This may have been a set-up, but what the hell...
And now we have Jack's brother Willie,
Who groped at an under-age filly.
The grasp of his hand
Has cost him a grand...
But jail? Not a chance, don't be silly.
Last updated: Sat, 16 Sep 2000.