Now, I've told you about Dale's pussy before
But I need to tell you that he now has more.
I really thought his Puss was one too many
And I forever wished he hadn't any.
You see, first there was only his wife with him
But they have a teenage son whose name is Tim.
About two years ago I saw Tim moved out
And we did not miss him; he was such a lout!
Yesterday, low and behold, he moved back in
With his busty chic and a cage made of tin.
Under one arm she carried what looked like gin.
Oh, what a spicy neighborhood we live in!
I watched closely from my living room window
Because I was really desperate to know
The number of pussies he has in that house.
ONE is enough to catch the sneakiest mouse.
Tim's girlfriend, by the way, is a gorgeous blonde.
She wears the shortest shorts but her hair is long.
You should have seen the look on Dale's guilty face;
My, oh my, that neighbor is such a disgrace!
Would you believe his grin stretched from ear to ear?
I am sure by now, you can guess what I fear . . .
Yes, he and the girlfriend have something going.
By that look on his face, I couldn't help knowing.
I'm convinced she had a pussy in that cage . . .
If they come in MY yard, you will hear me rage.
