ah well ...
A tired young trollop from Nome
Was worn out from her toes to her dome
Eight miners came screwing
She said, "Nothing doing!
One of you has to go home"
There once was a girl from Madras
Who had a beautiful ass
Not rounded and pink
As you may think
But with ears, a tail, and ate grass.
There once was a man from Peru
Who fell asleep in his canoe
While dreaming of Venus
He played with his penis
And woke with a handful of goo.
Limericks are much fun to write,
While lying in bed for the night.
Express that hot need,
By shooting your seed,
And squeal in poetic delight.
Thank you, I grew them myself,
I said, as you looked at my shelf.
My breasts in full blossom,
They are pretty awesome.
My eyes lower, not bad yourself!
There once was a lady whose tits
Sent all the hard lads into fits.
“Here they are,” she would cry,
As the jizz filled the sky,
From those poor horny boys with no wits.
There once was a fellow McSweeny
Who spilled some gin on his weenie
Just to be couth
He added vermouth
Then slipped his girlfriend a martini.