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The Knee Trembler ( Title is self-explanatory so expect profanity
The Knee Trembler ( Title is self-explanatory so expect profanity
‘Twas the last day of my trip to Australia,
my luck with the girls was a failure.
The short stay on this friggin’ big tanker
seemed set to make me a wanker.
But so determined was I to score
that I hurriedly made it ashore.
Before we set sail from Port Kembla,
I’d even accept a knee-trembler!
So off I goes in a hurry,
to find something soft and furry.
Soon I spies a sweet damsel - a loner,
and in seconds I have a big boner.
So I waves her to come a bit closer,
she smiles sweetly and says, “Hello sir!
Would you like a short time with Doris?”
I said, “Sure, let me at your sweet forest!”
So we clinch and squirm in embrace
as we kiss and I lick her cute face,
I suggest it’s time to lose knickers,
to which she just smiles and snickers.
“Kind sir,” she says and turns round,
“It’s better this way I have found.”
I’m past ready, I think, so don’t care,
any port in a storm for me’s fair.
She lifts up her skirt and bends over.
Talk about the white cliffs of Dover!
Though this night was getting near dark,
the sheen off her arse was quite stark.
By now I’m feeling so hot,
as I reach for that warm honey pot.
But I was in for a bloody big shock,
as my hand found two balls and a cock.
I screamed, “*****, bastard, or whatever!”
(A bigger surprise I’d had never!)
“You cow, you said you were Doris!”
“You twat, I said my name’s BORIS!”
I ran like a ‘Bat out of Hell’,
till I made it aboard - phew, all’s well.
They say, “Tell me, what’s in a name?”
“Lot’s,” I say, “It tells a bloke from a dame!”
I mused as we sailed from Port Kembla,
“Never more will I seek a knee trembler.”
Next time I find someone to poke,
I’ll check first, to make sure it’s no bloke!
