Happily Limping

Happily Limping

There once was a man from Kent,
Who limped everywhere he went.
They thought he was hurt in war,
'Til another look they saw,

There's nothing wrong with his leg.
"Sorry, your pardon I beg,
For limping the way I do.
The problem is with my shoe."

When they took a closer look,
Shockingly, their heads they shook.
They thought his shoe had a rock.
The trouble was in his sock.

Lifting his leg to show them,
Their eyes surely deceived them.
Tucked deep down inside his sock,
Was the head of his big cock.

There once was a man from Kent,
Who limped everywhere he went.
Now on his face a big smile,
His cock rubbing all the while,

Wherever he walked and went,
With women our man from Kent,
Was never without a few,
Who knew what was in his shoe.