I believe that the limerick form can cheer up even the most horrid of subjects. What do you reckon?
Once a woman quite fond of baguette
just the shape brought her out in a sweat
the soft inner, hard crust
filled her mind with such lust
and a footlong, well that made her wet
There once hailed a plumber from Goole
Who did not work on loos as a rule
See they made him unwell
Could not handle the smell
God forbid he should witness a stool
A gardner, big veg fan from Leeds
quite depraved in his sexual needs
how he loved to shove marrow
in his passages narrow
then would eat them, apart from the seeds

The sad thing is that I did see it coming (not a pun…much) and it is definitely Ewww-able!
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Ha. Nothing like a good eeuuwww to make a Friday
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Good God, Michael. 😀 You did it again. 😀
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I didn’t do any yesterday …must have had pent up limerick frustration
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