Limericks?

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    Another thread ended up with a limerick or two and it seemed like it might be entertaining. Here's my first, and I hope others will help share the richness of this peculiarly English art form:
    A lazy old lecher named Blott
    Had hired a sexy harlot
    Too lazy to rape her
    He made darts of paper
    Which he leisurely tossed at her twat
     
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    This is an old school sexist one my dad taught me. Please feel free to delete.

    There once was a girl named Lil
    Who took an atomic pill.
    They found her vagina
    In South Carolina
    And her tits ended up in Brazil.


    It's so hokey it's insane.
    :biggrin1:
     
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    what the fuck, you can't rhyme "twat" with "harlot" :confused:
     
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    There was a young doctor named Rock
    who writes many comments that shock
    He thinks it's a crime
    if your stanzas don't rhyme
    or you stray from the subject of cock
     
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    Well, at least I haven't seen anything from Nantucket.

    Did you hear the one about this prison in Mexico that was collecting Americans for ransom? They'd been there so long that all their limericks were numbered, so when a new prisoner was added one day, he heard somebody call out 35, and everybody laughed. So he asked a fellow inmate there, what's going on?

    The guy says, we've been here so long we've numbered our jokes. It passes the time.

    "How many jokes do you have?"

    Oh, I remember at least 300, by now.

    "Can I tell one?"

    Sure. give it a shot.

    So the new guy says, "Uh, 49." Nobody laughs. He looks ovver at his friend who just shrugs. "Uh, 58." Again, nobody laughs. So he says, "What did I do wrong? Why isn't anybody laughing?"

    I dunno, pal. I guess some guys can tell 'em, and some can't.
     
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