My rhymes are rude but never crude,
In simple couplets written,
Some might say they border lewd,
The naughtiest poems in Britain.
If you want sweet romantic stuff,
Then folks I’d have to say,
These will leave you in a huff,
So please, move swift away.
But if your humour tends to be,
On the bawdy side my friend,
Then these will suit you to a Tee,
You’ll laugh right to the end.
So that’s my introduction done,
I’ve nothing left to do,
Except to invite you to have fun.
The rest I leave to you.