There was a young man named Blewitt Who stood on a hilltop in Druitt He measured its height And said with delight It’s not a hill – it’s a mountain – I knew it! picture courtesy of https://www.intofilm.org/films/16055
Limerick XIII
Category: Limerick
Limerick XII
A man could be seen at the pier every morning Every day someone would notice him yawning Too early? one said The man’s eyes were still red Oh, it’s my wife – she just can’t stand my snoring
Limerick XI
There once was a fellow from Surrey Who said; it’s coming – oh shit, what a worry He felt his butt take a turn And thunder and churn I better get to the loo in a hurry
Limerick X
There was an old man named Ron He was as silly as others were strong He drank like a sink And fell in the drink - And when he woke he was wearing a thong
Limerick IX
I knew a conceited young woman named Pat Who had trouble describing her cat She’s big I suppose With a really long nose So like you then; a liar and fat
Limerick VIII
There was a young man who was coughing But it wasn’t the cough – ‘twas the coffin They’d carry him off Ending the cough And ending a life in the offing
Limerick VII
I met a mate at the bar near my house (He was lucky his wife let him out) He drank like a sink Gave a young girl a wink Then she hit him and called him a louse
Limerick VI
Deb entered the track race the favourite by far But she fell behind and by halfway was last Then she let out a fart Which gave her a start And she won by well over a yard
Limerick V
The teetotaller downed a few beers He’d swill and he’d scull and he’d cheer I walked over, bemused And, oh so confused Said; Reverend, what are you doing here? NB: see https://sensualism.me/2019/08/11/the-limerick/ by way of explanation
Limerick IV
A boy and girl sat on the park bench by the water One said to the other I oughtta Let you know how I feel You look like a seal The retort came; you must be the whale that caught her
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