Dr. Suessex
This is a story we know real well
About a young hooker named Snookery Smell.
Ever since she was twenty the men always knew,
Where to find a cheap trick or a Snookery screw.
They came night and day to her house in wazoo,
For the wonderful feeling of a boping bam boo.
She could move up and down with the greatest of ease,
And she spent lots of time turning tricks on her knees.
But in twenty years time things started to fizz,
Her boom booms where sagging and that hurt her biz.
But if you ask but if you ask an old man in the town of wazoo,
He will say go and get you a snookery screw!