Not wishing to add to the more serious poetry thread...add your shitty ditties here 
There was a boy named Brad
Who was quite a cheeky lad
He lived in Kidderminster
With his poor old mum and dad
He didn't learn to read and write
He couldn't add, his grades were shite
In fact it's not unfair to say
He really wasn't over bright
His dad said "Brad, you are a knob"
(At which his mother let out a sob)
"Go get your idle arse into town
"You're twenty now, go get a job"
So keen to see what fortune brings
Upstairs he went to pack his things
His wallet, his fone, his free buss pass
And a pack of yummy cheesy strings
But on the bus, or so I've heard
He sat next to a hot young bird
She flashed her boobs and rubbed his thigh
And then the usual thing occurred
He couldn't stop it, though he tried
The girl looked down and "ohh" she sighed
She whipped her pants off there and then
And happily she sat astride
"Oh Brad" she said (not being coy)
"You certainly are one big boy"
With that she bounced upon his lap
Until she screamed with joy
Brad shot his load with a curse
"Dear boy" she said "I've sure had worse"
She pulled her pants back on again
And took a tenner from her purse
Well from then on the ladies thus
Queued for miles to ride that bus
And Brad had such a big smile that
The money, he thought, was just a plus!
There was a boy named Brad
Who was quite a cheeky lad
He lived in Kidderminster
With his poor old mum and dad
He didn't learn to read and write
He couldn't add, his grades were shite
In fact it's not unfair to say
He really wasn't over bright
His dad said "Brad, you are a knob"
(At which his mother let out a sob)
"Go get your idle arse into town
"You're twenty now, go get a job"
So keen to see what fortune brings
Upstairs he went to pack his things
His wallet, his fone, his free buss pass
And a pack of yummy cheesy strings
But on the bus, or so I've heard
He sat next to a hot young bird
She flashed her boobs and rubbed his thigh
And then the usual thing occurred
He couldn't stop it, though he tried
The girl looked down and "ohh" she sighed
She whipped her pants off there and then
And happily she sat astride
"Oh Brad" she said (not being coy)
"You certainly are one big boy"
With that she bounced upon his lap
Until she screamed with joy
Brad shot his load with a curse
"Dear boy" she said "I've sure had worse"
She pulled her pants back on again
And took a tenner from her purse
Well from then on the ladies thus
Queued for miles to ride that bus
And Brad had such a big smile that
The money, he thought, was just a plus!