In Punjab, sixteen-year-old Pari
Rolled her eyes at her new birthday sari.
She was more than just miffed
At the practical gift,
Since she’d asked Daddy for a Ferrari!
It is said Women sprang forth from Venus,
Masterpiece of class, species, and genus.
And they reach for the stars,
Unlike Men, sent from Mars
Who must filter each thought through a penis.
My chica, the fine Magdalena,
Is the toast of old town Cartagena.
Once her toke on the endo
Has reached its crescendo,
She howls like a laughing hyena!
Giselle failed to learn arabesque;
Madame Teacher pronounced it grotesque.
But she can-cans with flair,
Ruffled tush in the air,
Giselle rules as the queen of burlesque!
Giovanni is just a shy fellow,
‘Til he throws back too much limoncello.
Then the usually meek man
Might get on his freak, and
Wake up in a Venice bordello!
Ontario man Martin Muckle
Had some problems below the belt buckle.
Without his Viagra–
Fell like the Niagara. . .
There just was no moose in his knuckle!
Queen Bess favoured proud Robert Dudley;
In her Privy she let him get cuddly.
Oh, Elizabeth cried
When her dear Leicester died,
‘Til young Essex proved even more studly!