There was a young spinster from York,
Who diddled her clit with a fork.
With a knife she tried too,
But did not have a clue,
A knife did not have enough torque.
There was a young spinster from Idaho
Who rode into town to rideaho,
She could lie on her back,
And open her crack,
But preferred to do it from the Sideaho.
There was a young spinster from Dover,
In her garden did try to bend over,
But for heavens sake,
She sat down on the rake,
And thought that it was Casanova.
There was a young tart from Toulouse,
Who was rumoured to be somewhat loose.
She removed of her pants,
In the middle of France,
And ended up in the caboose.
Any more for any more........