I was in a club, the music was loud,
When this girl stood out from the crowd.
She had one leg and soft red hair,
They called her Jilly, the nymphomanic leper.
She grooved to the beat, swaying her locks,
When her finger flew off into the DJ box.
She remained undeterred and winked at me,
So I carried her home for some drunken nookie.
I placed her down and it wasn't long,
Before I slipped inside her one legged thong.
She ordered me to lend a lick,
Though after a few strokes I dislodged her clit.
She flipped me over and said with glee,
"You know my favourite positions the missionary."
She had good balance, though sacrificed some toes,
And when I shot it came out her nose.
Later that night she told me to go,
Upset though I was, I had a nipple memento.
