A ribald poem -Dangerous Dan McGrew
They were whooping it up
At Yukon Halls
A guy by the juke box
Was scratching his rusty balls
A man named Pete had his hand
On the cunt of a girl named Sue
Just inside the back door
Sat Dangerous Dan McGrew
And there on the floor
Lay a flea-bitten whore
The lady known as Lou
From out of the night as black as a bitch
A stranger strode through the door
His face was as red as a mad monkey’s ass
And his passion within him burned
He fondled his hard prick in such a way
That it made everyone’s ass holes squirm
THE LIGHTS WENT OUT!
The stranger sprang in the dark!
Amid shrieks and groans, farts and moans
His donnicker found its mark
The lights came back on
And the stranger stood
With a satisfied look on his pan
And there, on the floor
With his ass hole tore
Lay poor old corn-holed Dan
