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There was a gay parson of Norton
Whose prick, although thick, was a short 'un.
To make up for this loss,
He had balls like a horse,
And never spent less than a quartern.
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There was a gay parson of Tooting
Whose roe he was frequently shooting,
Till he married a lass
With a face like my arse,
And a cunt you could put a top-boot in.
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There was a girl from Aberystwyth
Who brought grain to the mill to get grist with.
The miller's son Jack
Laid her flat on her back
And united the organs they pissed with.
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There was a lewd fellow named Duff
Who loved to dive deep in the muff.
With his head in a whirl
He said, "Spread it, Pearl;
I cunt get enough of the stuff!"
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There was a man from Mich.
Who used to wish and wich.
That spring would come
So he could bum
Around and go out fich.
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There was a pianist named Liszt
Who played with one hand while he pissed,
But as he grew older
His technique grew bolder,
And in concert jacked off with his fist.
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There was a poor parson from Goring,
Who made a small hole in his flooring,
Fur-lined it all round,
Then laid on the ground,
And declared it was cheaper than whoring.
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There was a strong man of Drumrig
Who one day did seven times frig.
He buggered three sailors,
Four dogs and two tailors,
And ended by fucking a pig.
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There was a teenager named Donna
Who never said, "No, I don't wanna."
Two days out of three
She would shoot LSD,
And on weekends she smoked marijuana.
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There was a young belle of old Natchez
Whose garments were always in patchez.
When comment arose
On the state of her clothes
She, drawled, "When ah itchez, ah scratchez."