Freebsd Limericks

There was a young lady named Fleager
Who was terribly, terribly eager
        To be all the rage
        On the tragedy stage,
Though her talents were pitifully meagre.
                -- Edward Gorey

There was a young lady named Flo
Whose lover had pulled out too slow.
        So they tried it all night,
        Till he got it just right...
Well, practice makes pregnant, you know.

There was a young lady named Flynn
Who thought fornication a sin,
        But when she was tight
        It seemed quite all right,
So everyone filled her with gin.

There was a young lady named Gilda
Who went on a date with a builder.
        He said that he would,
        And he could and he should,
And he did and it damn well near killed her.

There was a young lady named Gloria
Who was had by Sir Gerald Du Maurier,
        And then by six men,
        Sir Gerald again,
And the band at the Waldorf-Astoria.

There was a young lady named Gloria,
Whose boyfriend said, "May I explore ya?"
        She replied to the chap,
        "I'll draw you a map,
Of where others have been to before ya."

There was a young lady named Grace
Who would not take a prick in her "place."
        Though she'd kiss it and suck it,
        She never would fuck it--
She just couldn't relax face-to-face.

There was a young lady named Hall,
Wore a newspaper dress to a ball.
        The dress caught on fire
        And burned her entire
Front page, sporting section, and all.

There was a young lady named Hatch
Who would always come through in a scratch.
        If a guy wouldn't neck her,
        She'd grab up his pecker
And shove the damn thing up her snatch.

There was a young lady named Mable
Who liked to sprawl out on the table,
        Then cry to her man,
        "Stuff in all you can --
Get your ballocks in, too, if you're able."