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A coven of witches in Crewe Makes a very fine Anglican stew: Boil 'em up, let 'em thicken And they taste just like Wiccan, But you get them in bulk, by the pew!.
There once was an artist named Saint, Who swallowed some samples of paint. All shades of the spectrum Flowed out of his rectum With a colourful lack of restraint.
Dirty Rhyme DON'T READ IF EASILY OFFENDED. Jane had a problem down below, Her pussy lips hung way to low. Her doctor was dishy, He said "your fishy". He told her her lips had to go!.
There was a young lady from Stroud, With beauty and skills so crafted; But nothing was ever so loud, As when she smiled and farted.
For @ipuss There was a girl called lucy, Who had an itchy pussy, She pulled it left, She pulled it right, Now it is all all loose-y!.
When you fail to get much approbation Or even a “friend confirmation,” In the absence of flatterers Or even of chatterers, What's left then besides hibernation.
There was a young man from stroking. Caught coughing his guts up from smoking. When asked why this was, He said it's because, I think that it's better than choking.
There once was an old man of Esser, Whose knowledge grew lesser and lesser, It at last grew so small He knew nothing at all, And now he's a college professor..
I've heard of a man from Peru Whose limericks end on line two.
There's much to say for those abused, How they make way through life after being used. The strongest survivors some would say, I know my life changed that first fateful day.
A flea and a fly in a flue (chimney). Were caught so what could they do. Let us flea said the Fly. Said the Flea let us fly. So they flew through a flaw in the flue (chimney)..
There once was a girl named paige. Who dreamed of being onstage. But when she looked at the script. Her part had been stripped. And her lines now filled less than a page..
There once was a guy who was tall. Then he had a great fall. He slept through the night. Is not alright. That's why he bought a pet ball..
The first thing to write, Is often hard to ignite, Nice and slow, A little info. Hello my name is David Bright..
I've drawn a line in the sand with a stick, This rhyme will be structured and purposefully quick. This line is truncated So with this one it is mated, And I've called the whole thing limerick..
I suddenly woke with a fright I started out with a fright I bet my teddy Wet my beddy And that's all I remember last night :).
This is a limerick I write for my friend :) There once was a great girl called Audrey She was definitely not very taurdrey And once with a pop She became an old mop.
- Here is a better limerick than the rubbish last one.
You cannot see me But you can feel me I make you happy I can make you sad If I'm angry I might make you mad I can whistle and sometimes howl I make cats whine and make dogs growl I'm way up high and...
Ever wondered what life's like as a hound You can hear every single sound From the drop of a pin, To the opening tin You'll be sure to be home with bound.
There was a young girl I called gaz, Who was addicted to the smell of daz, But she went too far, And the outcome was bizarre, Well at least she wasn't a spaz.
Who am I. Who are we all, all timid and shy Well im me ,said he, Oh, arent we all, said we.
Hi if you like my limerick 'Rocket is cute' please comment HERE.
Woolworths, woolworths, How I miss thee. The website is bollocks. You made me happy. Woolworths, woolworths, You were the best, Pin n mix and pencils, Better than the rest.