A lass from Tacoma
I once knew a lass from Tacoma,
Whose twat had a wondrous aroma,
When the lads took a whiff,
About half would get stiff,
The rest would fall into a coma.
I once knew a lass from Tacoma,
Whose twat had a wondrous aroma,
When the lads took a whiff,
About half would get stiff,
The rest would fall into a coma.