The unappreciated limerick

Or my current work-in-progress (at 6k words):

My story is for Loving Wives
I bet they are sharpening their knives
But they might get quite pissed
At a couple of twists
I hope that they like their surprise
 
On his neighbor he spied, a voyeur,
A dubious habit, for sure,
But she kept getting nude,
Near the window, no prude!
There's just so much a man can endure.
 
A penny she found in the park
And spent it that night in the dark
She lifted her skirt
And moistened the dirt
Then dried herself off with some bark

~ Filed under: Highly questionable activities.
 
There once was a daft limerick
'bout a man with a tentacle prick
At twelve metres long
It was a hell of a schlong
And a bit of a tripping hazard, to tell the truth
 
A damsel air-brained but seductive
Made arguments dim and reductive
She sat on a fence
Feeling pleasantly tense
And reasoned the shock was inductive
It's fun to pull off a limerick where the end rhymes are more complex and trickier.
 
In Eden a lusty lass walked
Through the trees and the long grass she stalked
With legs open wide
She fucked Adam astride
But when he rolled on top Lilith baulked
 
A couple from me.

And for information's sake Sequim is pronounced "Skwim"

There was a young lady from Sequim,
who insisted on keeping it trim,
A fella named Dick,
gave it a long lick
And she instantly had quivering Quim!


There was a young lady from Florence,
who found sex completely abhorrent.
Until a guy named Dick,
strummed her bean with a flick,
and now she cums like a torrent!


Comshaw
 
There was a young man from Nantucket
Who carried his thing in a bucket
Women would smile
And look for a while
But sadly, none agreed to suck it
 
There was a young lady named Doris
Who would flash her giant clitoris
Like moths to a flame
The boys they all came
Except for a gay lad named Boris
 
A parrot whose name was Louis
Was famous for saying, "Oui! Oui!"
A robber one day
Was caught out, in a way,
When they all heard the bird cry
 
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