Diddle White Glove

His wife lived in another zone,
So his little log stuck in "Home Alone."
He loves kids and he loves bum,
To quell their qualms, he gives them rum.

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Ah, ah, ah! Youth fanny.
Diddle white glove, "Oh, I love squeeze."
Ah, ah, ah! Youth fanny.
Diddle white glove, "Oh, I love squeeze."

With all his pokes in assin' place,
He'd rather put lather on their face.
Loves to sleep where they're always near
And part those cheeks found in the rear.

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Toward youth he tries to bend his hose,
Uncouth his flaky, garish clothes.
But don't get near his freakish nose--
The tip's held on with cellulose.

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The zoo has cows of giving ilk.
He shows kids how to find their milk.
"Now, knead my boy-part the same way
And milk me 40 times a day!"

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When he goes oiling up their charms,
He'll place diddle white glove down where it's warm,
He says, to help them take a pee,
But diddle white glove works vig'rously.

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The glove is white, his nose is too,
It mightn't be blew, might break in two.
Now he'll deflower another tot,
A cherry for the King of Pop.

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