Long Limerick Poems

( going out on a Limerick )

 
There once was a copper named Bart  
‘Twas famous the way he could fart,  
Locals thought it obscene  
How he’d pile on the beans,  
The crowd all said ‘He must be smart!’  
 
He seemed to be bless’d from the start  
Bart turned pooting into an art,  
So on St Paddy’s Day  
We were happy and gay,  
A party there’d be a la carte.  
 
The town planners made it a gift  
And foot the bill due to the thrift,  
All the ladies would make  
Shepherd’s pie,...

(limericks)      
poésie érotique comiquement 12/30      
     
Maurice was an elderly gent,      
Whose age left him shriveled and bent.      
When Alice inclined      
  her finger behind,      
How straight did old Maurice present.      
     
There once was a minion named Blink,      
In giving his one-eye a twink.      
Bananas he'd crave,      
  so peels he could save,      
He’d rather cum there than the sink.  
 
So David and Jake in the mood,     
Soon found they were all out of lube,    ...

dirty limerick #1

There once was a hunk who would hunt
For the tightest and tastiest cunt
'Til his cock turned dark green
Cuz he'd missed a vaccine
Now there's nothing left hanging out front.

dirty limerick #2

There once was a stud from Niagara
If you looked at him right, he would drag ya
To his dungeon so sweet
Where he'd fuck - then REPEAT
(With the help of fluff girls and Viagra).cuckquean limerick #1


cuckquean limerick #1

There once was a man with such luck
He had his own quean he would cuck
Fucking...