The unappreciated limerick

I left my high school long ago
And you’d think that my body would grow
But I am kinda slim
And still can fit in
To my uniform to give you a show
 
I left my high school long ago
And you'd think that my body would grow
And boy did it ever
And now I endeavor
To occasionally glimpse my toes

(apologies @EmilyMiller, just had to give yours a counterpoint)
 
A pair of sweet strawberry pickers
Were renowned as labia lickers
In the field one bright day
They got carried away
And both ended up with no panties
 
How about one in Spanish:

Habia una joven modesta
Qui antes se protegia con protesta.
Pero ahora confiesa
Que la picha tiesa
Es la cosa lo menos molesta.


Loose Translation (very loose, in fact, hardly even close):


There was a young girl very innocent
Who barred her sweet pussy from every gent.
But now she admits
That a prick that just fits
Is sublime and she ought to be tolerant.
 
A Londoner lass was well-furred
At the beach her bikini incurred
Alarm at the dark sprouts poking out
From fabric edges leaving no doubt
To the nature her quim quite referred.
 
She wrote...

It's favorite limericks you need
I think I'm up to the deed
If this one is there
I can't say I care
22 pages is too much to read

and stole...

A myopic tree surgeon named Lee
Caught and agile young wench in a tree
Said she, shift your whopper
you myopic limb lopper
that's a moss covered knothole not me
 
Not a four line limerick, but a two line marching ditty from my time in the Army during the 1960's.

There was a girl from Kansas City,
She had a mole on her left Titty.

Or, maybe it was:

I've got a gal in Kansas City,
She's got a mole on her left Titty.

She's not from Kansas City, but she does have a mole on her left Titty: https://es.xhamster.com/videos/rita-faltoyano-anal-fuck-1095578
 
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The Crack-Up

There once was a gal from Attibabbica
Who wrote stories by the doz on Literotica.
“You’re just wasting your time,”
Friends and lovers would chime,
“All it’s doing is making you neurotica.”

“What care I for my health and my sanity,
All I crave is to produce more obscenity.”
So she wrote like a demon
About blowjobs and semen
Till it ended in a tragic calamity.

“Two hundred words in and not yet did I come,”
Was her reader’s comment, not caring a crumb.
“If you were only a bit slicker
I know I’d come quicker,
You need to try harder and get off of your bum.”

Her eyes turned to fire, her thoughts clear and unhazy,
“What’s wrong with these fools, do they think I’m just lazy?”
Her rants sounded for blocks,
Until in ran the docs,
She’s resting fine now, though border-line crazy.
 
A girl I know keeps her pussy tight
To keep her marriage prospects looking bright
Her ass is a different matter
Up that you can splatter
She likes it up there every night
 
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