Twins

 I dated a lady named Holly

whose Siamese twin was called Molly

They shared one set of bits

but three jiggling tits

so dating them left me quite jolly.

I suppose it may have been folly

To date Holly without dating Molly

cos Molly’s a whiner

“Dude, that’s my vagina!”,

she’d say, looking quite melancholy.

I’d say “Molly, you’re off your trolley!

Try to relax, you hot tamale!

If you’re bothered by it

I won’t touch the third tit

but I need at least two, by golly!”

I’m not some two-timing Svengali

and I honestly did like Holly

but I just craved so much

what I could not touch

I dumped her and now I date Molly!

12/11/20