There once was a lady from Ipswich
Whose sneezing would make her large hips twitch.
With a pollen count high
Her lover would sigh,
Bewitched by her breech-itching hip twitch.
There once was a lady from Ipswich
Whose sneezing would make her large hips twitch.
With a pollen count high
Her lover would sigh,
Bewitched by her breech-itching hip twitch.