Freebsd Limericks: 359 of 860 |
There once was a lady named Carter,
Fell in love with a virile young Tartar.
She stripped off his pants,
At his prick quickly glanced,
And cried: "For that I'll be a martyr!"
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Freebsd Limericks: 360 of 860 |
There once was a lady named Clair,
Who posessed a magnificent pair.
Or that's what I thought,
Till I saw one get caught,
On a thorn and begin losing air.
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Freebsd Limericks: 361 of 860 |
There once was a lady named Myrtle
Who had an affair with a turtle.
She had crabs, so they say,
In a year and a day
Which proved that that turtle was fertile.
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Freebsd Limericks: 362 of 860 |
There once was a lawyer named Rex
With minuscule organs of sex.
Arraigned for exposure,
He maintained with composure,
"De minimis non curat lex."
[Trans: the law does not concern itself with small things. Ed.]
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Freebsd Limericks: 363 of 860 |
There once was a lifeguard named Lee
Who rescued a girl from the sea
She asked how to pay,
And he said "Try this way,
Go down for the third time on me."
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Freebsd Limericks: 364 of 860 |
There once was a maid from Mobile
Whose cunt was made of blue steel.
She only got thrills
From pneumatic drills
And an off-centered emery wheel.
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Freebsd Limericks: 365 of 860 |
There once was a man from Bombay
He would do it all night and all day
He soon became sore
You shoulda' heard him roar
When his wife rubbed his balls with Ben-Gay!
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Freebsd Limericks: 366 of 860 |
There once was a man from Calcutta
Who used to beat off in the gutta
The heat of the sun
Affected his gun
And turned all his cream into butta!
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Freebsd Limericks: 367 of 860 |
There once was a man from Dunoon,
Who always ate soup with a fork.
He said "When I eat
Either fish, foul or flesh,
I otherwise finish too quick."
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Freebsd Limericks: 368 of 860 |
There once was a man from Exameter
Who had a prodigious diameter
But it wasn't the size
That brought forth the cries
'Twas his rythm, iambic pentameter.
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