Freebsd Limericks

There was an Old Man of the Mountain
Who frigged himself into a fountain
        Fifteen times had he spent,
        Still he wasn't content,
He simply got tired of the counting.

There was an old man of the port
Whose prick was remarkably short.
        When he got into bed,
        The old woman said,
"That isn't a prick; it's a wart!"

There was an old man of the port
Whose prick was remarkably short.
        When he got into bed,
        The old woman said,
"This isn't a prick; it's a wart!"

There was an old man of the port
Whose prick was remarkably short.
     When he got into bed,
     The old woman said,
"That isn't a prick; it's a wart!"

There was an old man who said, "Tush!
My balls always hang in the brush,
        And I fumble about,
        Half in and half out,
With a pecker as limber as mush."

There was an old man with a beard
Who said, "It is just what I feared!
        Two owls and a hen,
        Four larks and a wren
Have all built their nests in my beard!"

There was an old person of Ware
Who had an affair with a bear.
        He explained, "I don't mind,
        For it's gentle and kind,
But I wish it had slightly less hair."

There was an old pirate named Bates
Who was learning to rhumba on skates
        He fell on his cutlass
        Which rendered him nutless
And practically useless on dates.

There was an old satyr named Mack
Whose prick had a left handed tack.
        If the ladies he loves
        Don't spin when he shoves,
Their cervixes frequently crack.

There was an old Scot named McTavish
Who attempted an anthropoid ravish.
        The object of rape
        Was the wrong sex of ape,
And the anthropoid ravished McTavish.