As she grew content she got fatter
Her boobs grew into one great udder
At Sunny Brook farm
they broke into alarm
For she jumped the moon using a ladder
The girls laughed at the old gawkers
Bouncing on the beach with their knockers
The old farts would sit and stare
at young girl's magnificent pairs
While their balls hung out of their Dockers
When a mosquito makes a meal
Arms an legs have great appeal
But they stay out when we go in
And that's why mosquitos are so thin
And if we keep then from their dinner
They're bound to grow a great deal thinner.
