The unappreciated limerick

We are writers of course one and all
Our work good or bad, big or small
So why do we fret
‘Bout ratings we get?
Instead of just loving our scrawl
 
the advice he'd got was to fuck it
and fill up his bride like a bucket
but he'd set out to marry
one whose vulva was harry
cause all he really wanted was to pluck it
 
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There was a hirsute lady from Rome
Whose pubic garden proved a good home,
Local lads took their pleasure
And found that their treasure
Would never encounter a comb.
 
Browsing Literotica, I once read a story
Of a naked young lass in all her fine glory
She intended to flash
Her tits and her gash
To everyone except her Uncle Maury
 
Just to get into the Christmas spirit,

When Santa returned Christmas day,
He called all his elves just to say,
The reindeer, it seems
You’ve been feeding with beans
And they farted the whole fucking way.

or...

The elves all were smiling with glee
For Santa was gone, don’t you see.
While he drove his sleigh,
Mrs. Claus stripped and lay,
To take them all on three by three.
 
It turned out that jolly St. Nick
Was really a lady, sans dick!
But it wasn't her belly
That wobbled like jelly
And her chimney was pleasantly slick
 
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A well endowed fellow from Wapping
Had a letch for a wench who was strapping
Her mighty quim it would squeeze
So greatly to please
That his prick left her exhausted and napping.
 
A well endowed fellow from Wapping
Had a letch for a wench who was strapping
Her mighty quim it would squeeze
So greatly to please
That his prick left her exhausted and napping.
The only Wapping I know is not pronounced that way.
 
Joe searched for the ultimate smut
To satisfy busting his nut.
He finally found it,
And now he can pound it
To the image of Betty's sweet butt.
 
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