A Scot who lived on a loch Had holes up the length of his cock When he got an erection He could play a selection Of Johann Sebastian Bach
Founder Ancient Order of the 1895 Winchester
"Come, shall we go and kill us venison? And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools, Being native burghers of this desert city, Should in their own confines with forked heads Have their round haunches gored."
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