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Knuckle shuffle, hand shandy
Bashing the bishop that’s handy
One off the wrist from Mrs Palm and her 5 lovely daughters
Making a milk shake, cloudying the waters
Choking the chicken, strangling the snake
Stroking the totem, draining the lake
Jerkin the gherkin, grating the carrot
Wiping the pipe, strangling the parrot
Making a cocktail, shaken not stirred
Removing the hump from Richard III
Varnishing the banister, carnal tunnel syndrome
Hand to gland combat, playing at home
Putting Mr Kleenex’s kids through college
Onan the barbarian, holding the sausage hostage
Downloading from your own website, five knuckle shuffle
Making the filling for a Savoy truffle
Evicting testicular squatters, giving the piston a lube
Squeezing the toothpaste in the middle of the tube
Blinding the Cyclops, yanking the rope
Choking Kojak, disobeying the Pope
Giving the tadpoles a swimming lesson, coming into your own
One-eyed target practice, polishing the bone
Doing a George Michael, stroking your poker
Makin a living as a chicken choker
 
 
Not to be sexist
 
Twanging the banjo, playing the harp
Washing your fingers, tick-ling carp
Making waves for the man in the boat
Opening the curtains and clearing your throat
Stirring the sauce, thickening the gravy
Polishing your fingertips, tickling the baby
Reading Braille, deaf and dumb talking
Letting your fingers do the walking
Coaxing the Genie out of the lamp
Playing the clitar, opening the clamp
Removing the nail polish, shuffling the pack
One handed clapping, filling the crack
The two-fingered tango, solo nookie
Jennying off, grooming the wookie
Sweeping the chimney, polishing the grate
Tiptoeing through the 2 lips, mistress bate
Spankin the puppy on the nose
Primin the hymen, dethorning the rose
Oiling your holster, a ménage a moi
Dipping your finger in the petit fois
 
Coming together
 
Shaking hands with the unemployed
Rubbin the nubbin, nulling the void
Polishing Percy and making him sick
The disappearing finger trick
Shooting the rapids, making the wedding ring brighter
Ironing the wrinkles, being a performance poetry writer
 
©  Bill Healey May 2002
 

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