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…the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous stricture Or to take arms against a closed urethra And by abscission, end it ? To fuck : to come : No more ; and, by a come to say we end The cockstand and the thousand natural lusts That flesh is heir to. Tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To fuck : to come : To come, perchance to clap ! Ay, theres the rub. For from that come of fuck what clap may catch When we have shuffled off this mortal stand Must give us pause. Theres the chordee That makes calamity of so wet dreams ! For wh…
1904 · PDF PAGE 141
Then with your well worn chamois leather Youll suck up, in your loves strong tether, My last breath and last fuck together, My Darling ! [143]
1904 · PDF PAGE 140
… hand, Thy lips could rouse me ; that were grand, My darling ! I cannot piss : I cannot shite. Come quickly to me, warm and white ! Well fuck like buggery all night, My darling ! Aye ! In your scented arms Ill creep. Well grip and kiss : well laugh and weep. And fuck each other off to sleep, My darling ! And after, when I come to die, Youll lift your hot lascivious thigh And squirt your spendings in my eye, My Darling ! [142]
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[115] FRAGMENT PARODY ON THE HYMN THERE IS ONE ABOVE ALL OTHERS Rose, your fuck is simply ripping. (O how he loves !) How your cunt my prick is gripping ! (O how he loves !) In and out its head is slipping, Filling you with joy, and whipping All your cream to mutton dripping ! (O how he loves !)
1904 · PDF PAGE 43
fuck-sodden mouth of the Imperial buttock-broker appraised my all but succumbing senses that my job was over. At the moment of collapse I had been saved from utter rout and open shame. John Brown had come back to his own. And his own received him ! Chuckled the Archbishop at the conclusion of this historic sec- tion of his memoirs, during the recital of which I had been so excited that I had repeatedly been obliged to solicit the favours of the Ecclesiastics beautiful goat, whose congenial jelly-bag completed my practical sympathy with the sto…
1904 · PDF PAGE 22
…ely. If you are grown up, a dog or a man to suck you saves labour of any sort and time. But I want you to swim in a perfect ocean of fuck as you read and please God if we ever meet what ho ! Ive a belly-full of boiling emo- tion-emulsion to shoot up your Two-penny-tube, your Penny-Pipe, or into your mouth, or to splash all over your bubbies, your dear fat butter-pats, your rosy-buttoned titties, or wherever you like. And when I cant spunk any more, Ill suck you off till your back aches and your eyes are blue all round, and your galli…
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offered the squittery slime of her arsegut and the slithery spunkings of her force-pump, as well as the no less fuck-smoothed dumb-oracle, her blub- ber potato-trap. To me ! To me ! To me all the juicy gamahu- ches of the morning ! To me the fucks that give one zest for lunch ! To me the buggerings of the early afternoon, and the bub and armpit joys that occupy the wise from five oclock to dinner. To me the nameless rap- tures of the evening and the night ! O fuck- ing ! What fun you are ! Sweet, when the morn is grey ; Sweet, when they clea…
1904 · PDF PAGE 50
… away her nose and half a lip. She caught me up to her and smeared the pus into my mouth. In a sort of rapture she stowed me away in her fuck-sodden snatch-box, and rushed to her bedroom, there no doubt to initiate me into the joys of love, as known among these bawdy- minded buttered buns, and nowhere else, unless in your hearts, my dainty girls that read this book. Eh ? [48]
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…denly as she had begun, for she was of a low type of intelligence, and constant tippling had un- dermined her rudimentary brain), let us fuck a bit ! Let us spunk ! Let us come ! Why dont you lick me, Bertie ? Stuff some more rags up, Harry ! Now, Archbishop, can you give me a good soaking mouthful of your pleasure-pudding ? But I had seen enough. Leilas hand and the voluptuous orgie before me had completed the con- valescence of my invalid lollipop ; and with a yell of lust I flung myself upon her eternally open gravy- giver. The Archbisho…
1904 · PDF PAGE 38
…ch wanton profusion upon my first love, the dropsical Negress ! Drop by drop I distilled loves essence into that clinging carnal-trap : fuck by fuck I doled out to her the resources of my boyish liver-turner : hour after hour passed in stern and heroic effort, and yet the fever was but slightly abated. The crisis was not over ! At eleven oclock on the following morning a cheer announced the arrival of the Sc.ts G..rds, and they unstrapped me for a meal and a drink while the doomed regiment filled the breach. But the respite was of short du- r…
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…e Varm ................... 21 CAPIT 2. Juggling with Joy-jelly ; or, The Ecclesiastics Exploit ............. 27 CAPIT 3. The Futile Fuck-stick ; or, The Distillers Dilemma ................ 31 CAPIT 4. The Queens Quandary ; or, Leaves from the Journal of My Life in the Highlands........ 35 CAPIT 5. The Kings Appendix................... 42 CAPIT 6. My Aunts Amusement ; or, Aching for Arse-plugs ............ 49 CAPIT 7. The Frigging Photographers ; or, The Secrets of a Sommier ...... 53 CAPIT 8. Tupping a Tombstone ; or, The Cor…
1904 · PDF PAGE 136
…d Piddling Polly to Randy Rose : There might be a prick downstairs who knows ? Said Randy Rose to Piddling Polly : A finger is fun a fuck is folly. Said Piddling Polly to Randy Rose : Im on for it anyway here goes. So Piddling Poll fetched a boy with a cock ; And was fucked for an hour and a halt by the clock. While Randy Rose sat over her head And was sucked off seventeen times instead.
1904 · PDF PAGE 110
… And shew it where Pauline may pass. She will not suck me off. Alas ! What, no luck ? Lord love a duck ! The chance was she might need a fuck ! II How many months I strove to wipe My brown and corrugated pipe ! To-day I fart for all I know. She will not hear my music. So ? It is split ? Devil a bit ! Suppose Pauline had bade me shit ! III My whole life long I learned to frig. This hour I play the supreme pig And suck her pussy. Pox or clap ? She will riot give me syph ? Mayhap ! Pox who may I still can say Those who get chancre, lucky they …
1904 · PDF PAGE 139
[141] THE POET ABROAD At Grindelwald I have no luck. I want your pussy-cat to suck, Your sniffy bottom-hole to fuck, My darling ! Remembrance is so sad for me ! I yearn for your K.U.N.T. That in my mouth was wont to pee, My darling ! All on my balls you used to piss ; Your farts would smoke, your turds would hiss ; Then you would take my cock to kiss, My darling ! I used to hang on every word Your dainty little mouth averred, And make milk puddings with a turd, My darling ! I shat of yore between your bubs. Those fat amusing butter-tubs : Love…
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CAPIT 10. A Family Fuck............................ 68 CAPIT 11. The Casuists Collapse ; and the Apotheosis of the Archbishop ; also, A Punks Parturition...... 73 JUVENILIA The Needs of the Navy........................................ 81 After the Fall...................................................... 86 The Parsons Prayer ........................................... 92 THE BROMO BOOK PARODIES 1. Long before Dawn ....................................... 99 Before Dawn. SWINBURNE. 2. Rondel ..............................................…
1904 · PDF PAGE 105
Assuaged our native rancour And broad our mouths with smiles : If you were thrall to chancre And I were page to piles ! If you were fuckings lady And I were lord of buggery, Wed work electric handles To dildos, sticks, and candles. Till testicles kept hey-day In vulvas greasy snuggery : If you were fuckings lady And I were lord of buggery. If you were queen of spending And I were lord of spunk, Wed fuck for days together And oil your chamois-leather, And teach my tool a bending. Arid prove your twat a skunk, If you were the queen of spendi…
1904 · PDF PAGE 129
…shall have its way When Celia croaks. X When Celia rots, each poxy hole Will serve : she hath an hundred twats. Come finger, tongue, and fucking pole When Celia rots. Here, the old ulcers ! Happy spots ! Hail, pustules ! Hail, oh central goal Wherein some sucking devil squats Now surely as ever ! Broke the bowl. Loosed the old cord yet hope unblots The record. God may fuck her soul When Celia rots. [131]
1904 · PDF PAGE 102
…ou standst in the battles full Disdaining the breast of the maiden And spurning her fatuous cunt. Brave buggerys fervent apostle ! We fuck thee until we are faint, Our comrade of cockstands colossal, O, Stephane, saint ! Nor wall-hole nor girl-hole nor grass-hole Accepts thy implacable cock ; But the brown, wrinkled crease of an arse-hole Is thine for the furious block ; When fervent and swollen the torrent Of solid and spasmical spend Rolls luminous up through the horrent Back-side of a friend ! Thou hast come, and the great anticlimax Is…
1904 · PDF PAGE 98
In such a slimy still ! To frig you till one chilled you ; To damp you till you mildew : To fuck you till one filled you, Sweet cunt, if spunk could fill : To hunt a crab and lose him Between your twat and bosom, Your bubbies coppery blossom, Between your hips and hocks : To say of clap What is it ? To laugh at syphilis, it Is nothing ; we can kiss it And its no longer pox : To feel the buboes thicken By ulcer-blooms that quicken, Red sores that stink and sicken, Lures of a leprous bride : Till, like a luscious Turk, you re- Bound, …
1904 · PDF PAGE 108
…en the frigging schoolboy, with his scrotum And shining gland, his spend mere slime of snail Unwilling from the tool. And then the lover Fucking like a furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress bottom. Then a soldier Full of stiff spunk and bollocked like the bull, Jealous of sapphists, sudden and quick to come, Seeking the bubble gonorrhea Even in the bitchs mouth. And then the justice In fair round belly soaked with mercury With stand severe, and fuck of formal type, Full of wise tricks and modern aids to love ; And so he lets his …