HENRY PURCELL (1659-1695) : Explicit Lyrics

SIR WALTER ENJOYING HIS DAMSEL

 

Sir Walter enjoying his damsel one night

He tickled and pleased her to so great a height

That she could not contain t'wards the end of the matter

But in rapture cried out : "Oh sweet Sir Walter !

Oh switter swatter switter swatter switter swatter ..."

 

YOUNG JOHN THE GARD'NER

Young John the Gard'ner, having lately got

A very rich and fertile garden plot

Bragging to Joan, quoth he, "So rich a ground

For melons cannot in the world be found."

"That's a damned lie", quoth Joan, "for I can tell

A place that does your garden far excel."

"Where's that ?" says John, "In my arse" quoth Joan, "for there

Is store of dung and water all the year."

 

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