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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Freebsd Limericks: 440 of 860 |
There was a young fellow from Cal.,
In bed with a passionate gal.
He leapt from the bed,
To the toilet he sped;
Said the gal, "What about me, old pal?"
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Freebsd Limericks: 441 of 860 |
There was a young fellow from Florida
Who liked a friend's wife, so he borrowed her.
When they got into bed
He cried, "God strike me dead!
This ain't a cunt -- it's a corridor!"
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Freebsd Limericks: 442 of 860 |
There was a young fellow from Kent
Whose cock was so long that it bent
To save himself trouble
He put it in double
And instead of coming, he went.
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Freebsd Limericks: 443 of 860 |
There was a young fellow from Leeds
Who swallowed a package of seeds.
Great tufts of grass
Sprouted out of his ass
And his balls were all covered with weeds.
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