There once was a Quitch, who needed a switch to scratch away a most terrible itch. With horrendous pitch, sang the Quitch, of the bitch with a facial twitch from whom he contracted this virulent itch.
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The Quitch sang 'La' the Quitch sang 'Di' the Quitch asked God why it hurts to pee. The Quitch being humble droped to one knee, he voiced a plee, he whined "why me" & continued to wail his bad melody
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The Quitch finished his song. It took him not long to proclaim the wrong inflamming his dong.
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| "My weakness for thongs is so very strong. I should have used a condom to cover my schlong." | |
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