Freebsd Limericks: 781 of 860 |
There was an old lady of Kewry
Whose cunt was a `lusus naturae':
The `introitus vaginae',
Was unnaturally tiny,
And the thought of it filled her with fury.
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Freebsd Limericks: 782 of 860 |
There was an old lady who lay
With her legs wide apart in the hay,
Then, calling the ploughman,
She said, "Do it now, man!
Don't wait till your hair has turned gray."
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Freebsd Limericks: 783 of 860 |
There was an old maid from Cape Cod
Who thought all good things came from god.
But it wasn't the almighty
Who lifted her nighty,
It was Roger, the lodger, by god.
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Freebsd Limericks: 784 of 860 |
There was an old man from Bengal
Who liked to do tricks in the hall.
His favorite trick
Was to stand on his dick
While he rolled around on one ball.
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Freebsd Limericks: 785 of 860 |
There was an old man from Duluth
Whose cock was shot off in his youth.
He fucked with his nose
Or his fingers and toes
And he came thru a hole in his tooth.
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Freebsd Limericks: 786 of 860 |
There was an old man from Fort Drum
Whose son was incredibly dumb.
When he urged him ahead,
He went down instead,
For he thought to succeed meant succumb.
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Freebsd Limericks: 787 of 860 |
There was an old man of Alsace
Who played the trombone with his ass.
He put in a trap
To take out the crap,
But the vapors corroded the brass.
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Freebsd Limericks: 788 of 860 |
There was an old man of Brienz
The length of whose cock was immense:
With one swerve he could plug
A boy's bottom in Zug,
And a kitchen-maid's cunt in Coblenz.
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Freebsd Limericks: 789 of 860 |
There was an old man of Cajon
Who never could get a good bone.
With the aid of a gland
It grew simply grand;
Now his wife cannot leave it alone.
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Freebsd Limericks: 790 of 860 |
There was an old man of Calcutta
Who spied through a chink in the shutter.
But all he could see
Was his wife's bare knee,
And the back of the bloke who was up her.
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