There is a lonely old man
and he is a real Hope-er
which all the girls know
as Mr. Groper
he is kind of weird
he's fat on one side
and all he wants to do is grab
grab a body
as he enters the bar
all the Girls adjust there bum
they can smell him from afar
he is certainly an Oddy
as he moves in for the kill
he slides up close, real close
the girls start to feel a little ill
his hands come out and his face really glows
Mr. Groper does what he knows best
Grope, grope grope and grope
the ladies have no hope
and they have a hard time, can't cope
So Mr. Groper your days are numbered
the girls are getting wise
they all got together, Mr. Groper your outnumbered! !
To Groper this was a big surprise
his day's of groping are over
now he just wonders, known now as the Rover
David Darbyshire
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mr-groper/
