If anyone recalls the Limerick thread - my collected “works”

And a more recent one

Desire

Emily should be behaving
But to have a work fuck she’d been craving
She locked her man’s door
Pulled his pants to the floor
Instead of objecting he gave in
 
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Hood & Hole

Our heroine is hooded and tied
Then clamped and whipped ‘til she cried
Her throat gets a pounding
From six guys surrounding
Then she came when a Wand was applied
 
Over Your Knee

I know that I’ve been such a brat
But I never thought you’d resort to that
Bend me over your lap
Give slap after slap
After spanking I’m your pussycat
 
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You're insatiable!
(For limericks. You're insatiable for limericks.)
There was a young girl quite insatiable
Had a problem that was quite relatable
From fucking quite drastic
She was no more elastic
So she purchased a dildo inflatable
 
Is it poetry that serves as the goal,
Or is the aim to moisten a hole?
Lyrics so divine,
Arousal sublime,
It's all just food for the soul.
 
Em was a girl who couldn't get enough
Of pithy poems and other such stuff
She read all her Poe
But wanted to show
That limericks aren't really so tough
 
Once you start it's quite tough to stop,
A little like thrusting from on top,
Pain and pleasure,
Both are the measure,
You keep going until you drop.
 
"One more for the road," she said,
And such was my cue in that bed.
I'd thought I was done,
But there was no end of fun,
She'd just really got into my head.
 
"Stop, please!" she begged me at last,
And I looked at her quite aghast,
"You can't expect me to end,
Such a happy trend,
'Til you admit I've never been surpassed."
 
All my bad rhyming must stop
Before this poor blonde’s mind goes pop
Little Emily knows
She should focus on prose
I need discipline, where’s that crop?
 
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In my continuing attempt to pick on both the Dems and the Reps, I submit the following:

There is a gov named DeSantis,
Who stalks like a praying mantis.
"Disney must pay"
And "Don't say gay."
You wonder what his next rant is.

We now have a veep named Harris,
Who wants Joe not to embarrass.
But if she gets too loud,
And stands out in a crowd,
He sends her to Rome and Paris.
 
A hippy at sea all alone,
Was feeding the birds on the foam.
He pulled out a fish,
Filled it with hashish,
and laughed, I'll leave no tern unstoned.
 
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