Young Lady Who's Down on Her Luck

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Mudak
Mudak
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A very adult parody of a nursery rhyme...


I know a young lady who's down on her luck.
I don't know why she's down on her luck.
I hope she fucks.

I know a young lady who spoke with her friend
Who listened and listened and listened to no end.
She spoke to her friend 'cause she's down on her luck.
I don't know why she's down on her luck.
I hope she fucks.

I know a young lady who went to the doc
She stared at the clock awaiting the doc.
She went to the doc per advice of her friend
Who listened and listened and listened to no end.
She spoke to her friend 'cause she's down on her luck.
I don't know why she's down on her luck.
I hope she fucks.

I know a young lady who bought a new book
In the self-help section she knew she should look.
She bought the new book because of her doc
She went to the doc because of her friend
Who listened and listened and listened to no end.
She spoke to her friend 'cause she's down on her luck.
I don't know why she's down on her luck.
I hope she fucks.

I know a young lady who joined in a group
For people who're sad, dying or have the croupe.
She joined the group because of the book
She bought the book because of her doc
She went to the doc because of her friend
Who listened and listened and listened to no end.
She spoke to her friend 'cause she's down on her luck.
I don't know why she's down on her luck.
I hope she fucks.

I know a young lady who then saw a shrink
Who dangled a charm and said not to think.
She went to the shrink after leaving the group
She joined the group because of the book
She bought the book because of her doc
She went to the doc because of her friend
Who listened and listened and listened to no end.
She spoke to her friend 'cause she's down on her luck.
I don't know why she's down on her luck.
I hope she fucks.

I know a young lady I met in a bar
Her shrink told her to go there by car.
She went to the shrink after leaving the group
She joined the group because of the book
She bought the book because of her doc
She went to the doc because of her friend
Who listened and listened and listened to no end.
She spoke to her friend 'cause she's down on her luck.
I don't know why she's down on her luck.
I hope she fucks.

I told the young lady I'm hung like a horse.
She fucks, of course.

Mudak
Mudak
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tazz317tazz317about 12 years ago
A ONE TRACK MIND

compliments tunnel vision. TK U MLJ LV NV