There once was a guy called shaggy
Whose shorts were loose and baggy
When rubbing his rocket
Through a hole in his pocket
His eyes crossed and went all zigzaggy
There once was a guy called Will Cam
With a special ingredient for jam
He whipped up his man goo
Before following through
All served on the side with roast lamb
That fellow called Pete Brouhaha
At limericks he was no star
Preferring to perve
The girls he'd unnerve
Til the police took him off in their car
Juan Kerr was a man with much front
Not many could pull of this stunt
When approaching the lasses
He'd put on his glasses
and ask to look at their new fingernails