By: Bambi Renwick published May 11Th 2010 (English Ditty)

There was a lady from Leeds, she did lots of evil deeds.

She could bring you down, to your knees always begging please, please.

She could really belt out a song.  She wore a little thong.

She loved to nibble on all sorts of things,  on any corner she could be seen.

Wearing low waisted, skin tight,  jeans.  Looking for little boys in there teens.

On the road to Leeds.  Every stop on the way,  she full-filled some ones dreams…

God bless!  The Lady  that came from Leeds.  Who could make you scream!

Her favorite thing was fruit and cream and little boys in there teens.

She could walk the walk and talk the talk,  she never punched a clock.

                            It was always your way!

She did this everyday.  Best time to find her was in the month of May.

She never asked where you-d been.  She like to drink her gin.

What a walk,  made you grin.  Made you wonder, if you, see her again.

You would look and look in every nook.  Thinking to yourself she must be a crook.

It made her laugh, she had dealt with all sorts of jerks! 

The road was long, at times her feet hurt.  Always a laugh and a song made her carry on!

Her best time of the day was at dawn.  She needed no John.

She liked them all,  even the Tom’s.  That kept this Lady going on!

Three-men in a Boat…  Telling a joke?