If it's chocolate you want, and you crave
Well you know you can take it, it's all I have
Said no-one ever
You shall go to heaven
St Peter's sweet pearly candies to lave
Pearly candies, you mean his saintly balls?
He's pretty well hung, much bigger than Paul's
Size doesn't matter
A thrust not a patter
Just answer your lady's calls!
On a slightly more cheerful note
Sue was expert at deep throat
She swallowed so much dick
Be it short, long, skinny, or thick
She was famous even in places remote
She picked up the phone as it rang
Her best friend had died from a hang
Such a tragedy, this
Said she, with a hiss
Fresh out the box and I've punctured his wang.
In town, lived little Red Riding Hood
But she was a different girl in the wood
She'd discard her dress
Not under duress
Then climb tall trees because she could.