Madam Jillinghoff’s

Bedroom Rhymes

By Jacqueline Jillinghoff

 

To the memory of Linda B.

 

 

Suzie, Suzie, Sleepyhead

Suzie, Suzie, sleepyhead,

Take off your nightgown and climb into bed.

 

I’ll read you one story,

I’ll sing you two rhymes,

I’ll give you three cookies

And kiss you four times —

 

Once on your tummy,

Twice on your knees,

And once on the button

That makes you sneeze.

 


Kitty

I play with my kitty.

She’s so warm and sweet.

She sits in my lap,

And I give her a treat.

I pet her and stroke her

And tickle her nose,

And soon I’m in heaven,

Curling my toes.

 


My Daughter Dawn

My daughter Dawn

Has nothing on.

Not caring to hide,

She wanders outside,

Where she catches the eye

Of a boy driving by

Who’s so greatly disturbed

That his car jumps the curb

And rolls up on our lawn,

Where it flattens poor Dawn.

 


Little Johnny Jerk-Off

“Little Johnny Jerk-off,

What are you holding?

If your mother finds out,

She will give you a scolding.”

 

“She can holler and threaten,

I care not a drop,

For I’d gladly be yelled at

Rather than stop.”

 

“Little Johnny Jerk-off,

Spurting and dripping.

If your mother finds out,

She will give you a whipping.”

 

“She can spank me and beat me,

I really don’t mind.

For rather than stop,

I would gladly go blind.”

 


Over the Hedge

The neighbors’ girl Jude

Hung the laundry out nude,

While her kid sister Rose

Washed the car without clothes.

 

Was there ever a guy

As happy as I?

 


Young Anna Partridge

Young Anna Partridge climbed up a tree,

And the boys down below were delighted to see

 

That her feet, and her legs, and her bottom were bare,

For she had on a dress, but no underwear.

 

From one narrow angle they were able to catch

A shadowy glimpse of her smooth, hairless snatch.

 

Did it get them excited? Well, how could it not,

To look up and look at a little girl’s twat?

 

So, huddled together, they played a new game:

They took out their wieners and jacked till they came.

 

And many years later, as Christmas drew near,

And carolers caroled, a song caught her ear,

 

And Anna remembered that spring day when she

Bared the peach on a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

 

Danielle, Danielle

Danielle, Danielle,

A pretty young belle,

Walked into school one day

Au naturel.

 

The girls said, “Disgusting!”

The boys said, “Hooray!”

And Danielle’s favorite teacher

Gave her an “A.”

 


The Sweater-Breasted Robin

My mother is a prostitute,

My father is a pimp,

My sister makes erotic films,

And I walk with a limp.

 

I tried to go to college

To have my choice of jobs,

But the Sweater-Breasted Robin said

That college is for snobs.

 

“Fiddle dee doo!” the Robin sang.

“Fiddle dee doo! Dee-lay!

If you keep your children safe at home,

They’ll never go astray!”

 

So my mother taught me all she knew,

My sister did the same,

My father got me hooked on smack

And put me in the game.

 

“Fiddle dee doo!” the Robin sang.

“Fiddle dee doo! Dee doo!

If you keep your children safe at home,

They’ll turn out just like you!”

 


Anatomy Lesson

Here are the mountains,

Here is the plain,

Here is the well that catches the rain.

Here is the forest,

Here is the bog.

And here’s the tiny acorn —

Oh!

My!

God!

 

 

Daddy’s Girl

In nothing but a pair of pumps

I spin around the pole.

The old guys crumple dollar bills

And toss them at my hole.

 

For twenty, while the music plays,

I’ll lie across your lap,

And writhe and squirm and wriggle till

Your pants are full of sap.

 

I loved the hungry, haunted stares,

And dancing was a ball.

Then one night Dad showed up and learned

I don’t work at the mall.

 

He called me “tramp” and “slut” and “whore”

And ordered me back home.

But I was calm, because I knew

Exactly why he’d come.

 

I took him to the back room for

A special, private show,

And when he staggered out again,

His face was all aglow.

 

My Daddy gave his favorite girl

A hundred-dollar tip,

And now he’s in here every night

To watch his baby strip.

 


Frumpy Dumpy

Frumpy Dumpy loved a great lay,

Frumpy Dumpy had a great day,

Availing herself of the phallic resources

Of all the king’s men, and all the king’s horses.

 


Mr. Zee

My homeroom teacher, Mr. Zee,

Touched me inappropriately.

 

He fondled my pussy, my titties and tail,

And I hope he enjoyed it,

’Cause now he’s in jail.

 


A Nun’s Story

Sister Grace and Mother Claire

Stayed in bed till evening prayer.

Shrieking rent the convent air.

Who knows what went on in there?

 


Anatomy Lesson, Too

Here is where the baby eats,

Here is where she grew,

Here’s the little slot

Daddy’s penis went through.

 

Here is where her Mommy poops,

Here is where she pisses,

And here’s the spot that makes her come,

Which Daddy always misses.

 


Spanky and Wanky

Spanky and Wanky, identical twins,

Were perfect sluts with chiseled chins,

And shapely butts and luscious tits

And silver rings on hairless slits.

 

Each one had a special kink,

But wait: It’s not quite what you think.

For clarity and sense were lost

When their fetishes and names were crossed.

 

Spanky liked to wank the cock

Of everyone from nerd to jock,

While Wanky loved to spank their cans

With paddles, straps, or her bare hands.

 

Which led to great confusion when

The sisters went on dates with men

Who didn’t know what to expect

And whose requests were incorrect.

 

“Spank me, Spanky!” they would say,

But Spanky turned and walked away.

Or “Wanky,” they’d say, “wank me off,”

And Wanky’d only sit and scoff.

 

At last, the girls grew sick of it

And said together, “Fuck this shit!

Let’s stay inside, and lose the clothes,

And give each other cheery O’s.”

 

So “Wank me, Spanky,” Wanky said,

And Spanky gave her sister head.

And “Spank me, Wanky!” Spanky cried,

And Wanky tanned her sister’s hide.

 

 

Piddle Piddle Pumpkin

Piddle piddle pumpkin, fair Siobhan

Slept in the meadow with nothing on

Except for a pair of green-striped socks,

As the boys stood ’round her, hard as rocks.

 


Milquetoast Mort

Milquetoast Mort

Was very short.

His wife was very svelte.

 

And every night

He bound her tight

And gagged her with his belt.

 

 
Two Cherry Pies

Mary baked a cherry pie.

Carrie told her, “So did I.”

 

“Oh!” said Mary. “How divine!

I’ll eat yours if you eat mine.”

 

The hungry girls lay side by side

And ate each other’s cherry pie.

 

Their fingers and their faces, too,

Were quickly smeared with cherry goo,

 

And when they sucked their cherry stones,

They filled the house with sighs and groans.

 


Anna Crusis

Anna Crusis washed her hoosis

Lying in the tub.

She dug the way the shower spray

Massaged the swollen nub.

 

From Washington and Oregon

To Maine and Carolina,

There never grew a tweener who

Had such a clean vagina.

 

 

The End

 

© 2012 By Jacqueline Jillinghoff

Comments to starryeyed10@juno.com

 

 

In final form March 14, 2012

lass=MsoNormal>They filled the house with sighs and groans.

 


 

Anna Crusis

Anna Crusis washed her hoosis

Lying in the tub.

She dug the way the shower spray

Massaged the swollen nub.

 

From Washington and Oregon

To Maine and Carolina,

There never grew a tweener who

Had such a clean vagina.

 

 

The End

 

© 2012 By Jacqueline Jillinghoff

Comments to starryeyed10@juno.com