Freebsd Limericks: 610 of 860 |
There was a young lady named Ransom
Who was raped three times in a hansom
When she cried out for more
Said a voice from the floor,
"My name, ma'am, is Simpson, not Samson
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Freebsd Limericks: 611 of 860 |
There was a young lady named Ransom
Who was rogered three times in a hansom.
When she cried out for more
A voice from the floor
Replied, "My name is Simpson, not Samson."
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Freebsd Limericks: 612 of 860 |
There was a young lady named Riddle
Who had an untouchable middle.
She had many friends
Because of her ends,
Since it isn't the middle you diddle.
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Freebsd Limericks: 613 of 860 |
There was a young lady named Rose
Who fainted whenever she chose;
She did so one day
While playing croquet,
But was quickly revived with a hose.
-- Edward Gorey
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Freebsd Limericks: 614 of 860 |
There was a young lady named Rose
With erogenous zones in her toes.
She remained onanistic
Till a foot-fetishistic
Young man became one of her beaux.
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Freebsd Limericks: 615 of 860 |
There was a young lady named Schneider
Who often kept trysts with a spider.
She found a strange bliss,
In the hiss of her piss,
As it strained through the cobwebs inside her.
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Freebsd Limericks: 616 of 860 |
There was a young lady named Smith
Whose virtue was largely a myth.
She said, "Try as I can
I can't find a man
Who it's fun to be virtuous with."
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Freebsd Limericks: 617 of 860 |
There was a young lady named Twiss
Who said she thought fucking a bliss,
For it tickled her bum
And caused her to come
.siht ekil gniyl ylbatrofmoc elihW
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Freebsd Limericks: 618 of 860 |
There was a young lady named Wylde
Who kept herself quite undefiled
By thinking of Jesus;
Contagious diseases;
And the bother of having a child.
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Freebsd Limericks: 619 of 860 |
There was a young lady of Arden,
The tool of whose swain wouldn't harden.
Said she with a frown,
"I've been sadly let down
By the tool of a fool in a garden."
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