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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The soapster was a bold and mighty fella, until his lady, she came by
But now that he's hiding behind her skirt tails, with a whimper and a cry
He stood for truth, justice and the rebalancing of the scale
but now he's gone and left his co-conspirators in the land of "no sex" jail
So, now I see the soapsters plan, the greedy little git
He led the men to water, and now the water taste like shit
And he is sat all apologetic like, on throne of silken panty
And all his co-conspirators are left in "no-sex" tanty
He smiles like the victorious, as his friends list begins to fill
With "oh well you apologised, would you like to cop a feel?"
Mine own list is diminishing, with whispers of "chauvinistic pig"
And each one of their exodus causes the plumber to dance a jig
A trap, I have fallen, please forgive me fair, flaxen haired, sweet beautiful maid
I cannot just be a member to type, it would be nice, once in a while, if I could just get laid
Forgive me, and punish not the fallen men, who tripped on Soapy’s Joke
Cos swinging sucks when, you are but a humble, feckless, single, homeless bloke
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