In browsing some old - circa 1954-5 - college annuals and humor magazines (I seem to have a problem with throwing anything away!) I've come across one of those drinking songs that were popular at that time. They had verse after verse, with one leading into the next by coyly changing ribald thought with the last word in each verse blanked and changed to innocence by transposing into the first line of the next verse. If that is a bit difficult to understand, the following example will explain adequately. (If you think it a bit silly, understand that you would have needed to be college-age and have a few beers under your belt before it became truly hilarious.)
This one was an ode to some long-forgotten coed named Suzanne, penned by some long forgotten "rough", who possibly attended Stanford University and understood the joy of a few cold ones while sunning out at "the lake". I have no idea what the tune that went with it could have been!
Suzanne was a lady
With plenty of class,
Who knocked 'em all dead
When she wiggled her....
Eyes at the fellows,
As girls sometimes do,
To make it quite plain
That she wanted to....
Take in a movie
Or go for a sail
And then hurry home
For a nice piece of ....
Cake and ice cream or
Slice of roast duck,
For after each meal
She was ready to ....
Go for a ride
Or stroll on the dock
With any young man
With a sizeable ....
Roll of big bills
And a pretty good front,
And, if he talked fast,
She would show him her ....
Little pet dog,
Who was subject to fits,
And maybe she would let him
Take hold of her ....
Lily white hands and,
With a movement so quick,
Why she'd reach right over
And tickle his ....
Chin while she showed him
A trick learned in France
And asked the poor fellow
To take off his ....
Coat while she sang
Of the Mandalay shore.
For, wherever she was
Suzanne was no bore!
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