Lit Limericks - one line at a time - 2

He wrote a poem for his wife
Excluding all of the strife
He poured out his heart
 
He wrote a poem for his wife
Excluding all of the strife
He poured out his heart
Yet she was a tart
 
He wrote a poem for his wife
Excluding all of the strife
He poured out his heart
Yet she was a tart
And she continued to ruin his life
 
Pizza with pineapple is wrong
That's where the anchovies belong
Chianti and thou :heart:
 
Pizza with pineapple is wrong
That's where the anchovies belong
Chianti and thou
I just want you now
 
Pizza with pineapple is wrong
That's where the anchovies belong
Chianti and thou
I just want you now
Let’s dig in, but keep on the thong!
 
But you should drink pineapple juice
Spunk with citrus…a hint of spruce
 
But you should drink pineapple juice
Spunk with citrus…a hint of spruce
A treat for the wife
 
But you should drink pineapple juice
Spunk with citrus…a hint of spruce
A treat for the wife
Adds spice to sex life
 
But you should drink pineapple juice
Spunk with citrus…a hint of spruce
A treat for the wife
Adds spice to sex life
So does a strap-on in his caboose
 
He fucked identical twins
On top of a caddy with fins
Hood ornamented
 
He fucked identical twins
On top of a caddy with fins
Hood ornamented
He, unrepented
 
He fucked identical twins
On top of a caddy with fins
Hood ornamented
He, unrepented
All in the scope of Batman’s sins
 
"I want to suck your cock", she said
Whilst laying across his bed
He said, "Yeah, okay"
 
"I want to suck your cock", she said
Whilst laying across his bed
He said, "Yeah, okay"
‘‘Twas his lucky day
 
"I want to suck your cock", she said
Whilst laying across his bed
He said, "Yeah, okay"
‘‘Twas his lucky day
There's nothing like some morning head.
 
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