The Deflowering of Youth

There was a bloke called Baden-Powell
Scout Master always on the prowl
He ploughed into young bums with his trowel
Methinks that was pretty foul

Later on, he set up the cubs
Young bottoms for their masters’ clubs
Things that went on in the shrubs
Something like rub-a-dub-dubs

Then he went in for little girls, it figures
Yes, the Brownies with brown knickers
With the boys it brought on the sniggers
And the red-faced girls glaring daggers

His coup de grace was the Girl Guides
Survival tips and lots besides
To give appeal as prospective brides
More like female Jekyll and Hydes


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