Lord Lovits Do Poem by archie langford

Several debutantes, wearing neither bra nor pants
Took a taxi along to Seemore Hall
Where Lord Loveitt first name Georgie held his annual orgy
And all the lords and ladies had a ball

Lady Windermere showed her fan to every passing man,
She showed it nonchalantly as a joke,
It gave Major Black a mild heart attack.
Lord Lovitt had little stroke.

One famous gartered knight turned a ghastly shade of white,
His wife went in a towering rage
The right hon Willy Whiff was frightened absolutely stiff
And that cant be bad at ninety years of age,

The laird of Bannochbrook tried his damndest not to look,
But found he couldn`t, possibly avoid it,
And it made lord Bellvidere feel a little queer
And the little queer thoroughly enjoyed it,

So if you`re upper crust make Lord Lovitt`s do a must
For gentlemen that’s where you`re sure to score,
If you think that you`ll be urgin` some beautiful young virgin,
Tough `cause they aint virgins any more.