There once was an old man of Esser, Whose knowledge grew lesser and lesser, It at last grew so small He knew nothing at all And now he's a college professor. | The limerick's callous and crude, Its morals distressingly lewd; It's not worth the reading By persons of breeding - It's designed for us vulgar and rude. |
This site, however, is much more complete, and generally the quality of the limericks much better. Consider:
Two guys at a condom conventionThat should be "whose," but.... And:
Attracted a lot of attention.
"Who's dong is the bigger?"
They argued with vigour;
But still it's a bone of contention.
"If only you'd show me", I said,And then there's this one that may take a second to register:
"Just a smidgeon of interest in bed.
Just a smile? Just a sigh?
Just a touch on my thigh?
Just a ... Shit, I forgot you were dead."
f vwels n my keybard I've fur;Enjoy. And remember, they're limericks. Don't expect any of the good ones to be clean.
I've cunted 'em lking fr mre.
I thught that there ught
T be mre f that srt
S the must've drpped t the flr.
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