On Apr 25, 2:10 am, Ishtar  wrote:
> On 6 Apr, 21:54, "eugene"  wrote:> "Someone else"  wrote in message
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>  That asshole was sitting with a hard on as he wrote that
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> > pathetic attempt at pornographic literature. God help his feeble mind!- Hide quoted text -
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> And you think that's all it's about.
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> Fuckin Jayzizz.
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> I was just trying to prompt you fuckers to make a start at moving in
> the diretion of recovering your sanity, for Jayzizz sake.
>
> -Pete
> "I Still Miss Someone"http://www.network54.com/Forum/57466/thread/1193285565/last-119328556...

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SUZANNE WAS A LADY

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There was an oul' farmer who sat on a rock,
Shaking and waving his big hairy

Fist at a ladies next door at the Ritz
Who taught all the children to play with their

Fine bows and arrows and weapons of yore
Along comes a lady who looks like a

Decent young lady who walks like a duck,
And thinks she's invented a new way to

Teach all the children to sew and to knit,
The boys in the stables are shovelling

Muck from the barn to prepare for the hunt
The maid in the kitchen is rubbing her

Eyes as she wakes up to face a new day
When the master will give her a roll in the hay

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Suzanne was a lady with plenty of thrust
She knocked the boys dead when she wiggled her

Eyes at the fellows as girls sometimes do
To make it quite plain that she wanted to

Go for a walk or a stroll through the grass,
Then hurry back home for a nice piece of

Ice cream and cake and a piece of roast duck,
And after each meal she was ready to

Go for a walk or a stroll on the dock
With any young man with a sizeable

Roll of green bills and a pretty good front,
And if he talked fast she would show him her

Little pet dog who is subject to fits,
And maybe let him grab a hold of her

Little white hand with a movement so quick.
And then she'd lean over and tickle his

Chin while she showed what she once learned in France,
And asked the poor fellow to take off his

Coat while she sang "Off the Mandalay Shore,"
Oh whatever she was, SUZANNE WAS NO MORE.

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