From The "Wrecks": An Anthology of Ribald Verse Collected at Reno by Anonymous I love her in the evening gown, I love her in her nightie; But when moonlight flits Between her tits, Jesus Christ, almighty! [The above short poem is labeled a "limerick" but the meter seems off to me.] From London Magazine, Volume 19, 1979, page 133: O my darling Flo, I love you so; I love you in your nightie. When the moonlight flits Across your tits, Jesus Christ Almighty! From The English Companion: An Idiosyncratic Guide to England & Englishness from A to Z by Godfrey Smith (C.N. Potter, 1984), page 207: [Same as above, but beginning:] Flo, Flo, I love you so…! From Dancehall Days by George O'Brien (Lilliput, 1988), page 126: Oh Peggy Sue, I do love you, Especially in your nightie. When moonlight flits Across your tits, Oh, Jesus Christ Almighty! From Comfort and Joy: A Comedy by Mike Harding (S. French, 1998), page 30: Oh, I love you in your party frock, And I love you in your dress; I love you in your cardigan And I love you in your vest; But the time I love you best of all Is when you take off your nightie, 'Cos when the moonlight flits across your tits, Jesus Christ Almighty! From The Folklore Historian, Volumes 22-25 (Department of English, Indiana State University, 2005), page 43: Oh, she run downstairs in the midnight air With the wind blowing up her nightie Her tits hung loose like the balls on a moose Jesus Christ Almighty!
|