Freebsd Limericks: 430 of 860 |
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."
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Freebsd Limericks: 431 of 860 |
There was a young blade from South Greece
Whose bush did so greatly increase
That before he could shack
He must hunt needle in stack.
'Twas as bad as being obese.
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Freebsd Limericks: 432 of 860 |
There was a young bride, a Canuck,
Told her husband, "Let's do more than suck.
You say that I, maybe,
Can have my first baby--
Let's give up this Frenchin' and fuck!"
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Freebsd Limericks: 433 of 860 |
There was a young bride of Antigua
Whose husband said, "Dear me, how big you are!"
Said the girl, "What damn'd rot!
Why, you've only felt my twot,
My legs and my arse and my figua!"
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Freebsd Limericks: 434 of 860 |
There was a young chap in Arabia
Who courted a widow named Fabia.
"Yes, my tongue is as long
As the average man's dong,"
He said, licking the lips of her labia.
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Freebsd Limericks: 435 of 860 |
There was a young cook with the art
Of making a delicious tart
With a handful of shit,
Some snot and some spit,
And he'd flavor the whole with a fart.
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Freebsd Limericks: 436 of 860 |
There was a young curate whose brain
Was deranged from the use of cocaine;
He lured a small child
To a copse dark and wild,
Where he beat it to death with his cane.
-- Edward Gorey
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Freebsd Limericks: 437 of 860 |
There was a young damsel named Baker
Who was poked in a pew by a Quaker.
He yelled, "My God! what
Do you call this -- a twat?
Why, the entrance is more than an acre!"
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Freebsd Limericks: 438 of 860 |
There was a young dolly named Molly
Who thought that to frig was a folly.
Said she, "Your pee-pee
Means nothing to me,
But I'll do it just to be jolly."
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Freebsd Limericks: 439 of 860 |
There was a young fellow called Clyde
Who fell in an outhouse and died.
He had a twin brother
Who fell in another
So now they're interred side by side.
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