There once was a plumber from Lea
Who was plumbing a girl by the sea
She said “Stop your plumbing
I think someones coming”
Said the plumber, still plumbing “It’s me”
On the internet they found romance,
That put both in a sexual trance,
But each had a gripe,
That it’s hard to type,
With a hand stuck down in your pants.
With the heat of their passion quite high,
In the dark she had grabbed the K-Y,
But her burning desire,
Quickly set him on fire,
When she smeared Fiery Jack on the guy.
There once was a man named Sir Lancelot
Who went to parties and danced a lot
When making a pass
At a young pretty lass
The front of his pants would advance a lot!
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