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The Good Ship Venus
16 years ago
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Things change fast
But this too shall pass
Better carve it on your forehead
Or tattoo it on your ass
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It was on the good ship Venus
My God, you should have seen us!
The figurehead was a whore in bed,
And the mast, an upright penis!
The Captain of this lugger
He was a dirty bugger!
He wasn't fit to shovel shit
From one place to another!
The Mate's name it was Andy
By God, he had a dandy!
Till they crushed his cock with a jagged rock
For coming in the brandy!
The cabin boy, the cabin boy,
The dirty little nipper;
He filled his ass with broken glass,
And circumcised the Skipper!
The Captain's daughter, Mable,
Was ready, willing and able,
To fornicate with the second mate
Upon the chartroom table!
The Captain's daughter, Mary,
Had never lost her cherry,
The men grew bold, and offered gold:
Now there's no Virgin Mary!
The Captain's other daughter
Fell in the deep sea water
Delighted squeals revealed that eels
Had found her sexual quarter!
Aboard the good ship Venus
We sailors all were henious:
It was our fate to masturbate
And that develops meanness!
One day the good ship foundered
On crags our bags were pound(er)ed
We stubbed our cocks against the rocks,
And then, we all were drownd(er)ed!
My God, you should have seen us!
The figurehead was a whore in bed,
And the mast, an upright penis!
The Captain of this lugger
He was a dirty bugger!
He wasn't fit to shovel shit
From one place to another!
The Mate's name it was Andy
By God, he had a dandy!
Till they crushed his cock with a jagged rock
For coming in the brandy!
The cabin boy, the cabin boy,
The dirty little nipper;
He filled his ass with broken glass,
And circumcised the Skipper!
The Captain's daughter, Mable,
Was ready, willing and able,
To fornicate with the second mate
Upon the chartroom table!
The Captain's daughter, Mary,
Had never lost her cherry,
The men grew bold, and offered gold:
Now there's no Virgin Mary!
The Captain's other daughter
Fell in the deep sea water
Delighted squeals revealed that eels
Had found her sexual quarter!
Aboard the good ship Venus
We sailors all were henious:
It was our fate to masturbate
And that develops meanness!
One day the good ship foundered
On crags our bags were pound(er)ed
We stubbed our cocks against the rocks,
And then, we all were drownd(er)ed!
those hearty sons of bitches,
they cleaned their ass with broken glass,
and laughed because it itches.