The northern feast (308)
High un in the Northland winters get so cold and brutal The darkness traps the people to a lifestyle very frugal Still, you’ll never see a limping flaccid cock-a-doodle ‘cause up there in the winter everybody BANGS I was once invited to a northern celebration And what I saw, you’ll never see in any other nation For weeks on out my dick’s in ice from all that fornication The doc thought it got ripped up by some mad orangutangs ;,; People drank there and they fucked ‘til spring Their sacks were emtied after ev-ry-thing;,; The party started with the master knocking on the table He did with his dick ‘cause it was close and stiff and stable The maid came promptly rocking ‘round her aas just like a crable The off’rings of the table she sucked down her face The missus stood bent over winked her eye while she was mooning Her hand between her thighs just like a motor kept on moving Despite his chronic gout the stable drudge kept firmly spooning Visitors can hardly even keep up with the pace ;,; People drank there… ;,; A widow came to visit, wanting dick and so she asked me Someone took her bre off, the fat old titties spread right at me Her pussy smelt as fresh as sludging beer brew rotting blackly There pro’lly won’t be any better tush to lick Everyone kept screwing on as much they could handle With no electric lighting and they only had one candle That thing too got shoved up someone’ assto play and dandle And in the dark that oughta be as good as any dick ;,; People drank there… ;,;
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| Sanoittaja | Laulumaratonin satoa vuodelta 2023, san. K. Ramsay |
| Alkuperäinen kappale | (Pohjolan pidot) |
| Kategoria | Kansainväliset: Englanti |
| Lähetetty | 2025-01-15 |
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