Litmerick

[GuiltyPleasure]

Winter Solstice

How odd, on the shortest of days
the sun should now choose to blaze
long days of gloom
as dim as a tomb
are vanquished by ambient rays.​

 

[FifthFlower]

Pausing to Watch the Ice

Winter Solstice

How odd, on the shortest of days
the sun should now choose to blaze
long days of gloom
as dim as a tomb
are vanquished by ambient rays.​

Nice limerick. It looks like you are on a lake that has been iced over in your current avatar.

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The sparkling of ice on the lake
From the sun overhead makes me take
A brief pause from my haste.
Is it time that I waste
When I rush? "Yes, it is." My mistake.

 

[normal jean]

can I be a copycat?

Winter Solstice

How odd, on the shortest of days
the sun should now choose to blaze
long days of gloom
as dim as a tomb
are vanquished by ambient rays.​

Hey Tess

Today, we were the opposite, so here is an opposite version, using your original as a foundation.

If you want me to delete it, let me know, or ask the mods to delete, I will still love you with all my heart and totally understand




How natural, this shortest of days
to be inundated with grey clouds and rain
dark days of gloom
close in like a tomb
I dream of Spring and her ambient rays.

 

[FifthFlower]

Not Getting Home On Time

To her, it don't matter if he
Is a cuckold. She likes to be free.
Still she hates her friend's lips
On his cock so she strips,
But his seed's been consumed recently.

 

[sensualquills]

There once was a Kizzy-Cat purring
Whose company made it alluring
For hours a day
To sleep life away
Her cuddles and snuggles all during

 

[FifthFlower]

Not Organic Enough for the Worms

Nice kitty limerick, sensualquills. I was trying to think of something to do with cats, but a comment I heard over Christmas, that we take longer to decompose because of the bad food we eat, kept coming to mind. I try not to believe everything I hear. In this case it doesn't matter.

Even worms won't consume your dead meat,
Since it's junk that you now choose to eat.
Have respect for decay.
Be organic today,
So the worms can enjoy something sweet.

 

[sensualquills]

haha thanks fifthflower! i like how you limerick too.



How does my Kizzy-Cat Manage?
To arrange herself in a package
With sweet feline-stealth
From within her bookshelf
Emerging with Mouser’s advantage

 

[Maria2394]

post-mod LItmerick

there once was a Frenchman named Larry
who, when he was drunk, became scary
he slurred lame one-liners
when hit on old timers
but he drank cause his penis was hairy

 

[FifthFlower]

Kitty, Kitty

Bad Bill took my pussy today.
My fingers along her would play
Through the fur to her meat,
Then that Bill came to eat.
Now I'm moaning and want him to stay.

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

there once was a Frenchman named Larry
who, when he was drunk, became scary
he slurred lame one-liners
when hit on old timers
but he drank cause his penis was hairy

you inspire me.

there once was a post modern poet
who tried very hard not to show it
he wore purple tights
and got into fights
after drinking a bottle of Moet

 

[FifthFlower]

Relief for the Post Modern Poet

Down the hall, past the monster of doom,
There's a door that's unlocked and a room
Where a toilet is found
And that full flushing sound
Means relief before stuffing the tomb.

 

[sensualquills]

there once was a boy
who played with his toy
until one fine day
it up, wouldn't stay
and he lost his great pump of joy

 

[sensualquills]

poor silly fool
lost use of his tool
he pulled once too hard
he let down his guard
and fell off his sticky bar stool

 

[FifthFlower]

A Possible Consequence of Getting Some

Between her fine legs lies a treasure
She'll show when her weakness for pleasure
Has let her give in
To your weakness for sin,
Which your wife will revenge without measure.

 

[FifthFlower]

Maybe He Was a Post-Modern Poet?

The evidence suddenly ran
To conclusions that they didn't plan:
Archeologists found
Digging deep in the ground
The remains of a post-modern man.

 

[sensualquills]

he promised she wouldn't regret
giving him her first secret
so he dove down below
and licked her just so
until she got his face all wet

 

[irishtrucker]

limerick

Sorry. only know one limerick, here goes

There was a young man from devises,
whose balls were of two different sizes,
one was so small,
it was no ball at all,
but the other won several prizes!

 

[FifthFlower]

Not bad, irishtrucker. I don't get the "from devises" part, but the rest is fine, especially line 4.

 

[sensualquills]

you want something sweet to de-flower
i kneel in hopes to devour
that hard rod of yours
while down on all fours
to feel you pound me, for hours

 

[FifthFlower]

Couples, Couples Everywhere. So Who Gets Laid Tonight? I Do! I Do!

There once was a chick with no guy
Who saw a wife bitch, moan and cry,
"I showed him! We don't fuck!"
"Could I stop by and suck?"
She spread wide while he gave her a try.

There once was a guy with no chick
Who saw a man drink soft his dick,
"I showed her! Slammed the door!"
"Could I make her a whore?"
First, she came, then came cream from his prick.

 

[sensualquills]

fifth flower wants to get laid
i knew then that i should have stayed
to dive 'neath her stem
instead, she's with them...
and i'm left to dream we had played

 

[sensualquills]

if only he'd look my direction
that whore's giving him the erection
damn-it, it's not fair
i shaved for him there
and still i can't get his attention

 

[sensualquills]

She was to bounce on the cross
Ten cents a dance they would toss
And the prioress
Would watch her undress
And take a portion as her boss

She knew her success was slipping
When more and more there was less tipping
Until the abbess
Told her to undress
For a priest for a very good licking

 

[FifthFlower]

Nice limericks, sensualquills! I hope she doesn't get hurt on the cross. Sounds like it could hurt. Quite erotic though.

 

[FifthFlower]

Up It Goes

She's lifting her dress for the guys
And teasing their wide-opened eyes.
They like it a lot
To see what she's got.
Their praise flows as fast as it flies.