I remember a girlfriend called Mary Whose ***** was exceedingly hairy; She came from Newcastle; And the stench of her ******* Converted me into a fairy.
Thus I rejected your Glorias and Glendas In frilly white bras and suspenders; And sought sweet catharsis From the nice juicy arses Of poofters and other gay benders.
Redemption came to me from Millie: A big girl, a well-padded filly; She was just a Geordie And really quite ****** But her **** smelled as sweet as a lily.