The limerick packs laughs anatomical,
Into space that is quite economical
But the good ones, I've seen,
So seldom are clean,
And the clean ones so seldom are comical.
Have you heard of the young girl from Madras
Who had a magnificent ass
Not rounded and pink
As you probably think
But 'twas grey, had long ears and ate grass.
A pleasant pastime of this Yank's
Was to stroll around old river banks
One time in the grass
He trod on an arse
And he heard a girl's voice murmur "Thanks".
The fame of our Mame was her tushy,
and the front of her cunt. (It was bushy)
But I heard that her Mike
prefered for his spike
the place in her face that was skwooshy.
The speed of Ed's seed is unclocked
whenever a lady's unfrocked.
Tho' his spirit is willin',
when a pussy needs fillin',
he's a man who goes off half cocked.
A lady who overly lusted
was frequently opened and thrusted.
When the baby came due
it was female too,
and it's hymen was already busted.
When Shakespeare awakes with a scream
and his member a-drippin' with cream,
'tis just the comission
of nocturnal emission,
which he dubs "A Mid-Slumber Night-Stream".
There once was a whore from St Paul,
who took anyone, wide, short, or tall.
She said to her clients,
"It's not really science -
it's just that one size will fit all."
A shepherd named Jimmie Fitzhugh,
said to his sweetheart, "It's true
Nothing is moister
than a fresh oister,
unless, of course, it is ewe."
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