Write our own Limericks v 5.0

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She could fuck them while climbing a rope
Will she do it all night? They would hope
...and the things she could do
 
She could fuck them while climbing a rope
Will she do it all night? They would hope
...and the things she could do
When she took off her shoe
 
She could fuck them while climbing a rope
Will she do it all night? They would hope
...and the things she could do
When she took off her shoe
Gave new meaning to the word grope
 
In her window, May would disrobe.
Just earrings left in her lobe.
With a smile and a shake
 
In her window, May would disrobe.
Just earrings left in her lobe.
With a smile and a shake
The floorboards would quake :eek:
 
In her window, May would disrobe.
Just earrings left in her lobe.
With a smile and a shake
The floorboards would quake
When Jett runs upstairs for a grope :devil:
 
Dropping his pants, he jumped on the bed.
Only to find May was stone dead!
She'd died from the sight
 
Dropping his pants, he jumped on the bed.
Only to find May was stone dead!
She'd died from the sight
of his cock, such a fright!
 
Dropping his pants, he jumped on the bed.
Only to find May was stone dead!
She'd died from the sight
Of a cock that was slight [sorry]
 
Dropping his pants, he jumped on the bed.
Only to find May was stone dead!
She'd died from the sight
Of a cock that was slight
Alas, now poor Jett's got no cred. :(
 
So Jett instead fucked her pillow
Moaning out, "Oh, pussy willow!"

*Have some respect for yourself, Jett! Try to at least appear a bit more macho.*
 
So Jett instead fucked her pillow
Moaning out, "Oh, pussy willow!"
The pillow exploded
 
So Jett instead fucked her pillow
Moaning out, "Oh, pussy willow!"
The pillow exploded
Cum and feathers, sordid!
 
So Jett instead fucked her pillow
Moaning out, "Oh, pussy willow!"
The pillow exploded
Cum and feathers, sordid!
I got some stuck to my elbow.
 
Dee arrived to find the feather mess
Who's to blame was a guess
"Not I", clucked feathered Jett



Dee arrived to find the feather mess
Jett looked like a chicken, no less
He crowed like a rooster
 
Dee arrived to find the feather mess
Who's to blame was a guess
Not poor May - she's dead

Dee arrived to find the feather mess
Jett looked like a chicken, no less
I don't give a cluck
 
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