Chamberlain and the Chambermaids
Nay, Not Neville, he hath no heart to stand
But Wilt the Stilt whose jump and hook went down
On ten thousand maidens 'fore he left town,
Had lots of heart to shag his peckered band.
He went around the world not once or twice
Twirling his balls on his fingers at court.
He never not ever, his ship in port,
Docked on dry land, his masthead packed in ice.
He slept in a bed as big as a pond,
And taught sex ed to the daughters of men.
Though he never charged for the intercourse,
His deposits paid dividends beyond
The tests for paternity, and his grin
At the wake, when his kids came out in force.
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