• Why nonsense poetry?
  • The Flubberty poems
  • The Blubberty poems
  • Operation Hope
  • Why nonsense poetry?
  • The Flubberty poems
  • The Blubberty poems
  • Operation Hope

    Jemimah Regina

     

     

    Jemimah Regina stroked her vagina in a curious sort of a way

    She rubbed it and tugged it, sometimes for ten hours a day.

    People who saw this nodded their heads and raised up their brows

    Watching her play, there attention t'was roused

    And wondered instead of smooching her minge

    If Queen Jemimah was a little unhinged.

    Fondling your bits is all well and good

    But really, yes really, it’s well understood

    That fragging your bush is, at a push,

    OK with a partner or two, or when you’re alone

    But not “de rigueur” when ascending the throne.

     

     

     

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