No Hair On It
by Robert Burns
Last night I wed a lady fair,
And wouldna ye believe me,
On her cunt there grows no hair,
That's the thing that grieves me.
It vexed me so,
It plagued me so,
It put me in a passion,
To think that I had wed a wife,
Whose cunt was out of fashion.
Click here to view site policies.
Pledge your donations here.
100% of all donations to Turoks.Net will be spent on having a good time.