The unappreciated limerick

OK, OK. Maybe I’ll pick on someone new….

While his avatar’s a big turtle,
For Trionyx writing’s a hurdle.
His tales are so fun,
You’d think he is young,
But he still remembers the girdle.
 
There was a young man from Boston
Whose wife fucked around in Austin
After his wife burned through all the cash
She jerked on his balls
He lost 'em
 
Phil was known to be rather pedantic,
And his method with women quite antic.
"My lady, how d'you do,
Your comma's askew,"
Was his way of waxing romantic.
 
We can add this Bright lass to the mix
Of the lim'rickal, girl-loving cliques
She's got compatible kinks
So she won't protest, methinks
If Em and Wanda should leash her for licks
 
There once was a man from Australia
Who painted his ass like a dahlia.
The color was fine -
A lovely design -
But the aroma! Whoo! That was a failiah!
 
If watersports make your loins sizzle
If you love that warm golden drizzle
Don't you be ashamed!
There's a Miller who claimed
She quite likes a drink from the pizzle
 
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There once was a limerick writer
Who turned out to be quite a good fighter
She'd beat someone down
Before going to town
And ended up with an all-nighter
 
A young lady was all so confused
‘Bout which of her butt plugs to use
The small or the large
Medium is not charged
Oh how is a poor girl to choose?
 
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