Freebsd Limericks: 88 of 860 |
A horny young fellow named Reg,
Was jerking off under a hedge.
The gardener drew near
With a huge pruning shear,
And trimmed off the edge of his wedge.
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Freebsd Limericks: 89 of 860 |
A huge-organed female in Dallas,
Named Alice, who yearned for a phallus,
Was virgo intacto,
Because, ipso facto,
No phallus in Dallas fit Alice.
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Freebsd Limericks: 90 of 860 |
A joker who haunts Monticello
Is really a terrible fellow.
In the midst of caresses
He fills ladies dresses
With garter snakes, ice cubes, and jello.
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Freebsd Limericks: 91 of 860 |
A lacklustre lady of Brougham
Weaveth all night at her loom.
Anon she doth blench
When her lord and his wench
Pull a chain in the neighbouring room.
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Freebsd Limericks: 92 of 860 |
A lad, at his first copulation,
Cried, "What a sensation! Inflation,
Gyration, elation
Throughout the duration,
I guess I'll give up masturbation."
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Freebsd Limericks: 93 of 860 |
A lad from far-off Transvaal
Was lustful, but tactful withal.
He'd say, just for luck,
"Mam'selle, do you fuck?"
But he'd bow till he almost would crawl.
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Freebsd Limericks: 94 of 860 |
A lad of the brainier kind
Had erogenous zones in his mind.
He got his sensations,
By solving equations,
(Of course, in the end, he went blind.)
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Freebsd Limericks: 95 of 860 |
A lady born under a curse
Used to drive forth each day in a hearse;
From the back she would wail
Through a thickness of veil:
"Things do not get better, but worse."
-- Edward Gorey
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Freebsd Limericks: 96 of 860 |
A lady both callous and brash
Met a man with a vast black moustache;
She cried, "Shave it, O do!
And I'll put it with glue
On my hat as a sort of panache."
-- Edward Gorey
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Freebsd Limericks: 97 of 860 |
A lady from Kalamazoo
Once found she had nothing to do,
So she sat on the stairs
And she counted her hairs:
4,302.
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