A Simple Complex

Cherry

By Ewan

Thu, 27 Aug 2009
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Hey Mary, full of spice.
Oh Lord, with you
blessed am I among all men.
I fill my fruit of the loom, Jesus!
Hold me Mary, mother of sons
play with this sinner
now and at the hour
of the little death.

Hey Mary, in your face.
Oh Lord! Did you
believe that one among all men
would pay for the fruit of your womb?
Silly Mary, pull the other one.
Away from this sinner,
now turned sour
by your pregnant breath.

Certificate 15
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Comments

Submitted by Ewan on
I will never understand this particular bit of Freudian psychology. I don't mean I don't believe in it, it's just very odd.

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Submitted by Dendrite on
A great comedy wot. Maybe this, to go like the prayer - now and at the hour of the little death amen. Have a look at the Ads by Google this finds, really funny.