Freebsd Limericks: 543 of 860 |
There was a young harlot from Kew
Who filled her vagina with glue.
She said with a grin,
"If they pay to get in,
They'll pay to get out of it too."
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Freebsd Limericks: 544 of 860 |
There was a young harlot named Schwartz
Whose cock-pit was studded with warts,
And they tickled so nice
She drew a high price
From the studs at the summer resorts.
Her pimp, a young fellow named Biddle,
Was seldom hard up for a diddle,
For according to rumor
His tool had a tumor
And a fine row of warts down the middle.
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Freebsd Limericks: 545 of 860 |
There was a young hayseed from Tiffan
Whose cock would constantly stiffen.
The knob out in front
Attracted foul cunt
Which he greatly delighted in sniffin'.
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Freebsd Limericks: 546 of 860 |
There was a young idler named Blood,
Made a fortune performing at stud,
With a fifteen-inch peter,
A double-beat metre,
And a load like the Biblical Flood.
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Freebsd Limericks: 547 of 860 |
There was a young Jew of Far Rockaway
Whose screams could be heard for a block away.
Perceiving his error,
The Rabbi in terror
Cried, "God! I have cut his whole cock away!"
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Freebsd Limericks: 548 of 860 |
There was a young lad - name of Durcan
Who was always jerkin' his gherkin.
His father said, "Durcan
Stop jerkin' your gherkin
Your gherkin's for ferkin', not jerkin'.
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Freebsd Limericks: 549 of 860 |
There was a young lad from Nahant
Who was made like the Sensitve Plant.
When asked, "Do you fuck?"
He replied, "No such luck.
I would if I could but I can't."
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Freebsd Limericks: 550 of 860 |
There was a young lad from Siam,
Whose sexlife was caught in a jam.
He loved them real small,
'Cause they're funner to ball,
So he went out and bought him a lamb!
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Freebsd Limericks: 551 of 860 |
There was a young lad name of Durcan
Who was always jerkin' his gherkin.
His father said, "Durcan!
Stop jerkin' your gherkin!
Your gherkin's for ferkin', not jerkin'.
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Freebsd Limericks: 552 of 860 |
There was a young lad name of Ward
Who strung himself up with a cord
Said he, of his work
(Ere the rope snapped with a jerk)
"I am leaving because I am bored."
- E.A. Guest
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