O Brother, Where Art Thou?
Don’t look at me with smirks and frowns— I’ve lots of siblings*, Mister, And have to wear their hand-me-downs. *And everyone’s a sister. |
The Passionate Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation to his Love
(J. Edgar Hoover and his sidekick Clyde Tolson) I am a scowling, bitter guy, Director of the FBI; But darling Clyde, I shall be true, And love no other man but you. I always wear my panty hose And frilly bras beneath the clothes Of the top G-man in the land; Men’s underwear is much too bland. When I have put the crooks away And leave my desk at end of day, To take a break from fighting crime; The nights with you are so sublime. So, after we have wined and dined, Our bodies intimately twined; I promise, Clyde, that you and I Will be together ’til we die. (dredged up from my file of failed Spectator comp. entries) |
Nice one, Douglas. But compared to the unspeakable filth that run America today, it seems almost innocent.
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Strong, indeed! It should find a good home.
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