Freebsd Limericks: 741 of 860 |
There was a young person of Kent
Who was famous wherever he went.
All the way through a fuck,
He would quack like a duck,
And he crowed like a cock when he spent.
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Freebsd Limericks: 742 of 860 |
There was a young physicist named Fisk
Whose lovemaking was rather brisk.
So quick was his action,
The Lorentz Contraction
Shortened his rod to a disc !!
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Freebsd Limericks: 743 of 860 |
There was a young plumber named Lee
Who was plumbing his girl by the sea.
She said, "Stop your plumbing,
There's somebody coming"
Said the plumber, still plumbing, "It's me."
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Freebsd Limericks: 744 of 860 |
There was a young poet named Dan,
Whose poetry never would scan.
When told this was so,
He said, "Yes, I know,
It's because I try to put every possible syllable into that last line that I can."
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Freebsd Limericks: 745 of 860 |
There was a young royal marine,
Who tried to fart "God Save the Queen".
When he reached the soprano
Out came only guano
And his britches weren't fit to be seen.
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Freebsd Limericks: 746 of 860 |
There was a young sailor from Brighton,
Who remarked to his girl, "You're a tight one."
She replied, "'Pon my soul,
You're in the wrong hole;
There's plenty of room in the right one."
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Freebsd Limericks: 747 of 860 |
There was a young sapphic named Anna
Who stuffed her friend's cunt with banana,
Which she sucked, bit by bit,
From her partner's warm slit,
In the most approved lesbian manner.
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Freebsd Limericks: 748 of 860 |
There was a young Scot in Madrid
Who got fifty-five fucks for a quid.
When they said, "Are you faint?"
He replied, "No, I ain't,
But I don't feel as good as I did."
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Freebsd Limericks: 749 of 860 |
There was a young soldier from Munich
Whose penis hung down past his tunic,
And their chops girls would lick
When they thought of his prick,
But alas! he was only a eunuch.
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Freebsd Limericks: 750 of 860 |
There was a young sportsman named Peel
Who went for a trip on his wheel;
He pedalled for days
Through crepuscular haze,
And returned feeling somewhat unreal.
-- Edward Gorey
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