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Click hereWORLD'S OLDEST AMUSEMENT RIDE
The World's Oldest Amusement Ride
Is a woman's Tunnel of Love.
There you will find numerous merriments
From front to back, side to above and below.
If I had to pick my favorite ride,
It might be the shake 'em and twist.
You get two tries and two perks for the money
And they almost fit in my loose held fist.
When my fingers braced the banisters
Of the two Paris Towers towards bliss.
I knew I should stop half way up
And give the back joint a lingering kiss.
I was nervous on reaching the penthouse
Set middle in the oldest amusement park.
I raised my head and straightened up
To stand taller and play my part.
I paid my fee with a lick, lick, lick.
My wet coins went easily into the slots.
The primary amusement ride of delight
Was ready for my center being to dock.
Inside I went. I was all alone.
You take this ride by yourself.
It felt strong, warm, and slippery.
Its grip was dewy, gooey, and wet.
Ahh . . .
Ohhh . . .
O My Goddess . . .
This is great . . .
The pleasure therein the Tunnel of Love
Can never be absolutely described.
You surrender yourself and enjoy it
For as long as your strength provides.
When you climb out of the Channel of Love
You be nice and thank the Goddess of Love.
For making the oldest amusement ride.
And certifying her eternal pride.