The Bawdy Ballad of the Teasle-Weasle

The Dodo and the Teasle-Wease were walking out one day,
It was a warm and snowy night in the merry month of May,
They said it’s time to talk the talk of colleges and kings,
And tripe and chips and rampant rats and silver-plate cock rings.

They dined upon a milk-white mare and jars of apple jack,
And sailed upon Niagara Falls in grubby plastic macs,
The Teasle-Wease said, Dodo, dear, I'm feeling rather randy,
Pray let me douse your feathered tail in port and cherry brandy!

The Dodo winked a winky-wink and nudged a nudgey-nudge,
Only if you let me stroke your massive chocolate fudge!
The Teasle-Wease, she smiled and said, Of course, you silly bird,
But only with a condom on, ought else would be absurd.

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