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