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    5 hours ago

    There once was a maid of Madras,
    Who had a magnificent ass,
    Not rounded and pink,
    As you’d possibly think,
    It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.

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        4 hours ago

        There’s always the less innocent:

        There once was a man from Madras,
        Whose bollocks were made out of brass,
        In inclement weather,
        He’d rub them together,
        And lightning came out of his ass.