Today’s Readers’ Turn is all about limericks, those dirty, funny poems from the Emerald Isle. Give me your best ones on any topic you want. I have two behind the cut. Be forewarned, the last one is bawdy.
There once was a man from Kentucky
Whose travel through life wasn’t lucky.
Wife eaten by loons
Who smelled Lorna Doones
When asked how he felt, he said “Ducky!”
Old John and his wife lived in Piltdown.
His lovemaking, a recent letdown.
She stripped herself bare,
Grabbed John by the hair.
“If you can’t get it up, just slide down!”
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NB A BIT SALACIOUS
Jack and Jill wanted a thrill
so coupled on a volcano.
A massive eruption
caused coital interruption
and magma all over her slopes.
teehee
dave
NB SLIGHTLY LESS RISQUE
A wench from Crewe
had known a few.
But was it you
who had the thrill
of her charms on the 6.50 to Rhyl?
And was she on the pill?
groan
dave
NB ALMOST DECENT, FOR ME THAT IS,
Now that Jack and Gill were going steady
They had to decide when he was ready
To face her mother, the dreaded Helene
Who scared the shite out of nearly all men.
An initial acquaintance was arranged
And lots of Dutch courage obtained.
“Hello Gill’s mum,
hey, I like your bum!”
wooppssss
dave
Okay, Dave, all of those were great, but the first one made me laugh out loud. Great job!