Posted July 28, 2016 I have always loved poetry and lewd limericks are a wonderful catagory of prose. Here's a few classics. There was a young fellow named Perkin, Who was always jerkin his gherkin. His father said Perkin, Stop jerkin your gherkin, Your gherkins fear ferkin not jerkin! And... There was a man from Bel Air, Who was doing his girl on the stair. When the banister broke, He doubled his stroke, And finished her off in mid-air. I recently wrote some for some fine ladies I know (and am working on limericks for other ladies I've seen) and I humbly submit them for your enjoyment. There's one hot girl named Jezzika Rabbit, Who has the most wonderful habit, She'll yank on your thang, Until your feel it go bang! And you'll say that was damn good, Dagnabit! Nikki has sweet bedroom eyes, And she flashes them at all her guys, They kneel at her feet, And say, "May I eat?" Then she clamps their head with her thighs. There is a young escort named Nikki, Who's never been known for a quickie, She goes nice and slow, And in an hour you'll scream OHHHH! Then she'll tattoo your neck with a hicky. Anybody have some favorites or their own limericks they'd like to share? 3 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted July 28, 2016 Thank you for the levity. It is greatly appreciated. 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted July 30, 2016 Some oldies: There once was a man from Boston Who had a baby Austin There was room for his ass and a gallon of gas But his balls fell out and he lost 'em. A frigid young lass from Darjeeling Denied she had sexual feeling Till a cynic called Boris Just touched her clitoris And she had to be scraped off the ceiling There was a man from Ghent Who had a penis so long it bent It was so much trouble That he kept it double And instead of coming he went. 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted July 30, 2016 (edited) Oldies: There once was a harlot named Gail, on whose breast was tattooed the price of her tail; And on her behind, for the sake of the blind, was the same information in braille. There was a young sailor named Bates, who danced the fandango on skates; He fell on his cutlass, which rendered him nutless, and now he's not much use on dates. Edited July 30, 2016 by Happymon 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
