Freebsd Limericks

There was a young woman, quite handsome,
Who got stuck in a sleeping room transom.
        When she offered much gold
        For release, she was told
That the view was worth more than the ransom.

There was a young woman whose stammer
Was atrocious, and so was her grammar;
        But they were not improved
        When her husband was moved
To knock out her teeth with a hammer.
                -- Edward Gorey

There was an old abbess quite shocked
To find nuns where the candles were locked.
        Said the abbess, "You nuns
        Should behave more like guns,
And never go off till you're cocked."

There was an old bishop from Buckingham
Who fell in love with some oysters while shucking 'em.
        His wife with distain
        Could scarcely restrain
That sprightly old bishop from * * *.

There was an old count of Swoboda
Who would not pay a whore what he owed her.
        So, with great savoir-faire,
        She stood on a chair
And pissed in his whiskey-and-soda.

There was an old curate of Hestion
Who'd errect at the slightest suggestion.
        But so small was his tool
        He could scarce screw a spool,
And a cunt was quite out of the question.

There was an old fellow named Art
Who awoke with a horrible start,
        For down by his rump
        Was a generous lump
Of what should have been just a fart.

There was an old fellow named Skinner
Whose prick, his wife said, had grown thinner.
        But still, by and large,
        It would always discharge
Once he could just get it in her.

There was an old feminine blighter
Who trained a Chow dog to delight her.
        She would cream her own pool
        While she sucked off his tool --
How his cock in her cunt would excite her!

There was an old gent from Kentuck
Who boasted a filigreed schmuck,
        But he put it away
        For fear that one day
He might put it in and get stuck.