The unappreciated limerick

I once had a fuck buddy, Zack.
Who liked to take dicks from the back.
He said "I'd take it up front,
If I'd been born with a cunt."
Then bent over and lubed up his crack.
 
With apologies...

The lasses in cold John O'Groats
Do seldom go out without coats
But gie them a drink
And quick as a blink
They'll have cocks hard and deep in their throats
 
Went hunting a week ago last
Came up roses, slick and fast.
A quick little fling
With an insatiable thing,
Who’s now lost in the past
 
The untutored young girl up the road,
Was the best edger that place ever knowed;
She would start and then stop
Till the guy was ready to pop,
And then she’d encircle his dong with her juicy wet tongue till his brain would go bong and finally before long . . . he’d explode!
 
John opened a porn magazine,
His first sight of a sight so obscene.
How its pages did lure
His thoughts to the sewer.
Poor John's mind! Good lord, where it's been.
 
There once was a queer from Broome
who took a young whore to his room
They argued all night
as to who had the right
to do what with which to whom.

I can't take credit for this one. I heard it from Robin Williams quite a while back.
 
Black ‘ink’ on white screen flows
In its irregular, regular rows
Thoughts inside
Trying to hide
Regardless of the meaning it shows
 
Two authors, Joe Bob and Elise,
Were caught by the grammar police.
Their crimes were so sordid,
That each was awarded,
Two long, run-on sentences apiece.
 
I sat with my girl in a wood,
She smiled and said, "If you're good,
I'll let you see, maybe, a
Peek at my labia,
But don't tell a soul, understood?"
 
Eyeore's friends staged a meal but forgot
To invite him, which they did a lot.
So when he barged in
With a dastardly grin,
Pooh Bear asked, "What's that axe that you've got?"
 
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