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The limerick can be difficult and mean
it's prose in a form that is lean
Lear is the master
but he uses a plaster
by using the word twice it's obscene!

Anon, Idem, Ibid and Trad
Wrote much that is morally bad.
All manner of curses,
And scurrilous verses-
And limericks too, I might add.


A beetle had fallen in love
With a beautiful white feathered dove
But it wasn’t to be
The dove was hungry
So it swooped down and ate him from above

There was young man from Japan
whose limericks never would scan.
When asked for the cause,
He said (without pause):
"I always try to get as many words in the last line as I possibly can."

Not mine, but entered from memory:
There once was a poet from Winnipeg, Man.,
Who wrote verses that never would scan.
When asked why,
He gave the reply,
"I guess it's because I try to fit as many words into the last line as I possibly can".

There was an old fag from Khartoum
Took a lesbian up to his room.
They argued all night
Over who had the right
To do what and with which and to whom.

An eager young harlot named Tupps
Once confessed in her cups:
The height of my folly
Was wooing a collie
But I got a nice price for the pups!

A timid young maiden from France
Decided she'd just take a chance.
She let herself go
For an hour or so
And now all her sisters are aunts.

In the M.I.T. john, Dr. Wensel
Had a problem with matters essential.
He racked at his brain,
And his bowels did strain,
'Til he worked it all out with a pencil.

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