Where did you get to last night, my dear?
There is a blond hair in your zipper
And your breath smells like beer
that you've run into some mischief is abundantly clear
.
Pull down your britches and let's have a look
There is more evidence to be seen I fear
Did you run off with some harlot to far away nook?
Raise youtr right hand with place your left on the good book

naughty, naughty
and just a tad askew
it might be a she & a mysterious gent
for all we knew

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are u kidding me?
rotflmao