Wednesday, January 4, 2017
FOUR PRESTIGIOUS LIMERICKS
with a disposition so sunny,
I wrote her a letter
in hopes I would get her,
but she said that my hose was too runny.
I once met a woman from France
and tried to get into her pants.
Unlike the rabble
I beat her at Scrabble
and then said goodbye to my chance.
I once gave a woman a hint
there was more in my trousers than lint.
I sang her a song
while I showed her my dong,
but she laughed because she'd dated Clint.
A woman I met with exceptional looks
loaned to me her Limerick books.
Now when I talk
I rhyme of my cock
and the usual result is, "Gadzooks."