JE EST UN AUTRE !

JE EST UN AUTRE !

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woensdag 13 februari 2013

'Twas the night before Valentines

'Twas the night before Valentines, when all through the house

Not a creature was flirting, not even my spouse,

The red hearts were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that Prince Charming soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their bed,

While visions of sweet love danced in my head;

And mamma in her nighty, and I in my cap,

Had just settled down for a valentine's "nap",

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the neighbours wife

Gave the lustre of happy, and I want a new life

To make her happy and shiny and quack like a duck

In short my dear friends it's her I wanted to fuck

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

The neighbours wife showed me her tiny round rear

At that moment I guess she had to pee and pulled something out

That would make a horse jealous and I started to shout

I knew in a moment that princess Charming was a prince.

For the neighbours wife had a dick of at least twelve inch

My wife came to me asked what was wrong with her dear

"I have a headache, lets make sweet love next year"

The neighbours wife peed standing , and I wept in the night

"Happy Valentines to all, and to all a good-sight"