Freebsd Limericks: 725 of 860 |
There was a young man of Seattle
Who bested a bull in a battle.
With fire and gumption
He assumed the bull's function,
And deflowered a whole herd of cattle.
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Freebsd Limericks: 726 of 860 |
There was a young man of St. John's
Who wanted to bugger the swans.
But the loyal hall porter
Said, "Pray take my daughter!
Those birds are reserved for the dons."
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Freebsd Limericks: 727 of 860 |
There was a young man of Tibet
-- And this is the strangest one yet --
His prick was so long,
And so pointed and strong,
He could bugger six sheep en brochette.
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Freebsd Limericks: 728 of 860 |
There was a young man of Toulouse
Who had a deficient prepuce,
But the foreskin he lacked
He made up in his sac;
The result was, his balls were too loose.
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Freebsd Limericks: 729 of 860 |
There was a young man who appeared
To his friends with a full growth of beard;
They at once said, "Although
We can't say why it's so,
The effect is uncommonly weird."
-- Edward Gorey
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Freebsd Limericks: 730 of 860 |
There was a young man who said "God,
I find it exceedingly odd,
That the willow oak tree
Continues to be,
When there's no one about in the Quad."
"Dear Sir, your astonishment's odd,
For I'm always about in the Quad;
And that's why the tree,
Continues to be,"
Signed "Yours faithfully, God."
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Freebsd Limericks: 731 of 860 |
There was a young man with a fiddle
Who asked of his girl, "Do you diddle?"
She replied, "Yes, I do,
But prefer to with two --
It's twice as much fun in the middle."
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Freebsd Limericks: 732 of 860 |
There was a young man with a prick
Which into his wife he would stick
Every morning and night
If it stood up all right --
Not a very remarkable trick.
His wife had a nice little cunt:
It was hairy, and soft, and in front,
And with this she would fuck him,
Though sometimes she'd suck him --
A charming, if commonplace, stunt.
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Freebsd Limericks: 733 of 860 |
There was a young man with one foot
Who had a very long root.
If he used this peg
As an extra leg
Is a question exceedingly moot.
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Freebsd Limericks: 734 of 860 |
There was a young miss from Johore
Who'd lie on a mat on the floor;
In a manner uncanny
She'd wobble her fanny,
And drain your nuts dry to the core.
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