To keep good time!
Shove your cock in and out,
Until from his blunt snout
The sperm shall madly spout,
'Tis bliss divine!"
Can I describe our Queen?
Her beauties must be seen
To be well known.
Lips that are lecherous,
Perfect and amorous,
And odoriferous!
This is her crown!
You will find her great chink,
Lined with skin quite pink,
God bless Queen Cunt!
Never in man or beast,
Will you find such a feast,
If with your tongue you taste
Her juicy cunt!
Emp'rors and kings bow down
To her power and renown,
Queen Cunt they love!
Their pricks with joy they push
Into her hairy bush,
And with a furious rush
With joy they shove!
The Pope of Rome, I know,
Cunt's claims cannot forgo,
But owns her sway!
Cardinal, monk and priest,
From greatest to the least,
All love her luscious feast,
Both night and day!
Mankind of every race,
Where'er their dwelling place,
Get the stiff prick.
Chinese or Negromen,
Zulus or Englishmen,
Irish or American,
Love Cunt's sweet nick!
Ever since Adam's day
Cunt has maintained her sway
Over the world!
Never by piety,
Or any dignity,
From her authority
Has she been hurled!
Cunt's greatest foe has been,
One that is quite obscene: