| The Modest Wench |
| A comely young wench from the south, Went travelling far and free. She Said "I'm searching for love as true as the dove! And she came to the North country. She met with two grinning dwarves: Said one to the other: "What Bliss!" You stand on her shoulder, together we'll hold her.... And give her a rousing Kiss! Saying "I beg your pardon, Sir! I am but a modest wench..., A lovely lively lusty busty, rather outrageous wench, But a modest one, nevertheless! She met with a leering banker Who said "Banking has various facets.... I could invest all your money, till the ledgers look funny, But I'd rather hold onto your assets! She met with a hungry Giant Who roared in stentorian tones "To pepper I'd falter I'd rather assault her... Before I devour her bones!" "I beg your pardon, Sir! I'm but a modest wench.... A lovely lively lusty busty, rather outrageous wench.... But a Modest one, nevertheless! She met with a country lout, who said "Massage me here on this hummock. Like my girlfriend who felt She should stop at my belt, And never got up to my stomache..." She met with a charming Minstrel "At last sir, can you show me true love?" He chortled with glee as he patted her knee, He rubbed his hands as he fired up his glands.. He looked very droll as he turned into a Troll! and sneered : "Certainly! From above or below!!!?" I beg your pardon, sir! I -WAS- but a modest wench.... a lovely lively lusty busty, rather outrageous wench but a modest one.... never the more! *Smooch!* The Bard Lyricaen try his sure-fire "chick finder" below |
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