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BIRTHDAY ODE 
 
(To Percy Bowles Esq.) 
 
 
There was a young bugger named Percy 
Who let a most poisonous fart ; 
He collected the spend of an intimate friend 
From the cunt of a two-penny tart. 
This notorious whore had a tertiary sore 
Halfway from her bubs to her belly ; 
He licked up the pus and distilled it — for us ! 
With the toe-jam of M...e C.....i. 
 
To continue his plan he looked up a man, 
A fellow, who kept in the Cl.st.rs ; 
Who sucked off a pig (a magnificent frig) 
Chewed that, and gave Percy the oysters. 
Clap-juice he extracted from someone who acted 
In the F..tl...ts (his acting was grand) 
Then he sucked out the faeces and faeculent greases 
From 45 whores in the Strand. 
 
Still more to complete us he swallowed a foetus 
Stewed whole with spew, monthlies, and snot. 
The sauce was sublime ;  it was based on the slime 
Of a fishwoman’s rotten old twat. 
He proceeded to suck the shit that had stuck 
To the hairs on a bugger-boy’s bottom. 
Gulped down a placenta :  drank piss and Apenta, 
And said “ Now I think chat has got em ! ” 
 
He reserved every shot till the dinner was hot 
And the people of “ Sept ” were content.