Söndag 27 september

5. Friggin in the riggin

It was on the good ship Venus
By Christ, you should've seen us
The figurehead was a whore in bed
And the mast, a mammoth penis

The captain of this lugger
He was a dirty bugger
He wasn't fit to shovel shit
From one place to another

Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was fuck all else to do

The captain's name was Morgan
By Christ, he was a gorgon
Ten times a day, sweet tunes he'd play
On his fuckin' organ

The first mate's name was Cooper
By Christ, he was a trooper
He jerked and jerked until he worked
Himself into a stupor


The second mate was Andy
By Christ, he had a dandy
Til they crushed his cock on a jagged rock
For cumming in the brandy

The cabin boy was Flipper
He was a fuckin' nipper
He stuffed his arse with a broken glass
And circumcised the skipper


The captain's wife was Mabel
To fuck she wasn't able
So the dirty shits they nailed her tits
Across the barroom table

The captain had a daughter
Who fell in deep sea water
Delighted squeals revealed that eels
Had found her sexual quarters


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