Roamin' in the gloamin
By the bonnie banks o' Clyde
I lay doon wi' a wee slag
And slipped ma prick inside.
And when 'twas time tae cum
I pushed it up her bum
Moanin' and groanin'
Past her bubbly sphincter.

De ye ken Dockside Doris?
She's a fat weedgie hoor;
She'll suck ye off fer twelve pence
And shag fer thruppence moor.
She's a wee Scottish prozzy
And she hangs oot by the dock
And any braw' bricht moonlicht nicht
She'll gam yer scabby cock.

So I'll tak' the high road
And ye'll tak' the low road
And I'll be in the Gorbals afore ye;
But sadly, ma' ain true love
Can nae langer get his hole
Wi' the bonnie bonnie hoors
Of Loch Foreskin.







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