1.
There was a young man, Andy Brown
Who would orate words deep and profound
But nought pleased him more
Than to draw cock ’n’ balls
In the minds of the prim and the proud.
2.
There was a young man, Andy Brown
Who would wiggle it all around town
Though the end: battered, pissed
The enabling catalyst
A snifter at The Rochester Wetherspoon
- CH, 5th September 2014
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