West Ham Online

Same as before The football we play to be blunt Is to most West Ham fans an affront

"I once knew a fishmongers daughter I tried for so long to court 'er. But, when the trawler came in, I was dumped in the bin For the captain & crew had all bought her. At church I was sat in a pew, As I thought that was what one should do"

"A young man from Dublin's fair city, Was fondling a old call girl's titty But know you will see They hung down to her knee Not perky and tight, more's the pity I once knew a fishmongers daughter I tried for so long to court 'er"

"A young man from Dublin's fair city, Was fondling a old call girl's titty But know you will see They hung down to her knee Not perky and tight, more's the pity I once knew a fishmongers daughter I tried for so long to court 'er"

"A girl from a village in Dorset Had trouble removing her corset. And old Farmer Jim Who was after her quim, To get his knob in, had to force it. A young man from Dublin's fair city, Was fondling a old call girl's titty."

"I squeezed and pushed, oh my word! When I looked I could not see a turd. I've heard quite a bit 'bout the old phantom shit But to me, it has never occurred. A girl from a village in Dorset Had trouble removing her corset."

"The Rice transfer is becoming a farce I hope he doesn't go to the Arse Manure or Liverpool But to stay'd be a fool Concerned? I'll give it a pass. I squeezed and pushed, oh my word! When I looked I could not see a turd"

Its time for Moyes to be fired But what replacement will be hired? I don't give a damn But please not Sam As I hope the cսnt has retired The Rice transfer is becoming a farce I hope he doesn't go to the Arse

I was feeling alone and forlorn. So I switched on some internet porn A girl with no knickers Ingesting a Snickers Leaving me with the horn Its time for Moyes to be fired But what replacement will be hired?

"The noise could be heard for miles As I sat down and squashed my piles The sound it would seem, Like the Edward Munch Scream, Breaking glasses and my kitchen tiles. I was feeling alone and forlorn. So I switched on some internet porn"

"I'm becoming woman, it's my choice, From now on you must call me Joyce It cost me some wedge To lose my meat and two veg But I still have a cabdrivers voice The noise could be heard for miles As I sat down and squashed my piles"

"So, now in the office we can't take Sweet pastries, or chocolate or cake. This practice must cease, It's making us obese, I suspect that this news is fake. I'm becoming woman, it's my choice, From now on you must call me Joyce"

"I'd love for that MILF in Ted Lasso To whip out my cock for a blow. It could piss off the hen, But there and again, Don't try and you never will know. So, now in the office we can't take Sweet pastries, or chocolate or cake."

Aa mountain climber called Paul Once had a terrible fall A slip on a sharp rock Took off half his cock His scrotum and his left ball I'd love for that MILF in Ted Lasso To whip out my cock for a blow

"There once was an old maid of Harrow, Who often would sleep in a barrow. Surviving on the edge, Eating fruit and veg, Like potatoes Pumpkin and Marrow. Aa mountain climber called Paul Once had a terrible fall"

"I look from my window with a frown Another day and still pissing down. And so, with no sun, I'll get all my fun By acting like Co-Co the clown. There once was an old maid of Harrow, Who often would sleep in a barrow."

An old aged pensioner called Fox On Take your Pick opened the box But the prize that he won Was a place in the sun a prefab in Tilbury docks I look from my window with a frown Another day and still pissing down

"Shawanda, I once used to know her Plied her trade all day on Figueroa' Different rates she would charge, For small cocks and large, And charged more for a fuck that was slower. I fancy a game of polo. But only if it's played slow. I'm ageing you see. and speed's not for me, A shire horse I need to borrow. An old aged pensioner called Fox On Take your Pick opened the box"

"There was a young man called strong Used to hang large weights on his dong But the string was too tight It rotted one night And, fuck me! It gave off a pong. I fancy a game of polo. But only if it's played slow."

"There was a young man called strong Used to hang large weights on his dong He'd swing it around Til it near touched the ground And reached almost five feet long Shawanda, I once used to know her Plied her trade all day on Figueroa"

"There was a young man called strong Used to hang large weights on his dong He'd swing it around Til it near touched the ground And reached almost five feet long Shawanda, I once used to know her Ply her trade all day on Figueroa"

A young fellow from near Wapping Wall. Sat around all day doing fuck all. From his job got the sack But not cos he's black But laziness caused his downfall? There was a young man called strong Used to hang large weights on his dong

A weird gay man had affairs With only yoiung men in wheelchairs Abasiophilic Joys Rare even for bumboys. He sometimes fucked them on the stairs

A weird gay man had affairs With only yoiung men in wheelchairs Abasiophilic Joys Rare even for bumboys. Led to many perverted affairs. A young fellow from near Wapping Wall. Sat around all day doing fuck all.

A weird gay man had affairs With only yoiung men in wheelchairs Abasiophilic Joys Rare even for bumboys. Led to many perverted affairs. A young fellow from near Wapping Wall. Sat around all day doing fuck all.

A gay man from John O' Groats Used to pick up sailors from the boats And when on the dock He'd pull out his cock And stuff it right down their throats A weird gay man had affairs With only yoiung men in wheelchairs