i love girls with brown hair,
not on her head but down there
not to short nor to long
if want more twist use a curling tong
why i don’t punt…
i booked a girl who had a snatch
so hairy twas was quite like a thatch
so lost was i that in despair
i lit a match to find her lair
to close i got with lighted ember
up went pubes like bone dry timber
she shot from bed and in a blur
ran to bath with smoking fur
last sight of her by me was this
her sat in bath and sound of hisssss
that was bad but here’s the twist
dam sprinklers broke and down it pissed
the scene to greet the fire brigade
was me with match and starkers laid
upon the bed quite soaked to skin
with match in hand i was done in
now that was quite some time ago
i’m sure she’s long since let it grow
look on the brightside this simple fact
i saved her fortune, on having waxed
i ended up in court that year
god that punt did cost me dear
no not for punt did i get fingered
twas coz of match that i left linger
am sending this from prison cell
got done for arson and this i tell
when next you punt, make quite sure
have close at hand
extinguisher
(hey what better way to hit 2000 posts then with a poem.)