Pervert caught, got a tip off, quite handy
outside school with a van full of candy
how they loved him in jail
every night he would wail
passed around, all dressed up, called him Mandy
nothing to see move along…
Pervert caught, got a tip off, quite handy
outside school with a van full of candy
how they loved him in jail
every night he would wail
passed around, all dressed up, called him Mandy
Its been a long time since I allowed myself to stray to thoughts of the D
Oh Melania seems you’ve gone missing
Is it ‘cos you hub loves shower pissing?
maybe ‘cos he hates facts
poor, sick, needy and blacks
and spent fortunes on porn stars french kissing
I know I know, day, day and day but hey live a little 🙂
A gym goer who so enjoyed Monday
lycra clad, pulse would race such a fun day
he would get little done
open mouthed, drooling some
for the ladies you see, it was buns day
It actually surprises me that you’re surprised after all this time.
There’s this vegetable seller Lynette
who sees marrows, goes red starts to sweat
gets embarrassed and flustered
be they red, green or mustard
lost control one time with a courgette
then its bed time…
A cross eyed young dentist called Steven
had teeth that stuck out, most uneven
he could not understand
when he smiled, shook their hand
why they suddenly up’d and were leaving
Just had a few I needed to get off my chest
A god fearing vicar called Martin
so loved Jesus but couldn’t stop farting
he would speak of God’s grace
let one go and the place
starts to gag, congregations eyes smarting
A friend of a friend of a friend…
Bloke I know loves to write limerick
some are twisted and vile, most are sick
though they may be most daft
tries to make people laugh
when they know they should not, that’s the trick
I bet it’s a true story. Google it you’ll see…
Well to do wife screwed her trainer
at her wish he choked, spanked and restrained her
but it went all awry
asphyxiated did die
now he wishes he’d been an abstainer
Why the dickens not eh
Wandering husband said ‘Babe you’re too fat’
Started sleeping with hookers the twat
So she lost loads of weight
And divorced, now looks great
He got aids and then died, fancy that
Just one will be fine, no one will know.
Once a woman who loved with devotion
Said its not size that matters but motion
Though alas in the wet
He would toil he would sweat
Tiny boat set adrift on vast ocean
Wholly inappropriate. I think you’ll like it.
A friend of mine does like to gush
bout his lady friends wild pubic bush
extolls its shag, thick and nice
says she back combs it twice
and conditions it to keep it lush
Go on, I know you want one….And yes, that is how you spell it. Fflint…
There once was a fellow Fflint
sold his body because he was skint
you’d be shocked at the cash
that he got for his ass
opinion was it was quite mint
And no work tomorrow because it’s a bank holiday here in England. Get in!!!
Veterinarian, fond of his horse
was accused of such vile intercourse
though there was just no proof
save some stuff on a hoof
he denied it and showed no remorse
Just because I can…
Rotund chap with a craving for cakes
Oh for pastries and sweet things he aches
he just cannot say no
to a cream filled gateau
so much so when he walks his moobs shake
Not really sure wtf this is but its something I suppose.
He waits, each day repeated forever hoping
All pressed cotton and fathers aftershave
Crimson wrists match carnation’s hue
And wet cheeks like blood red roses blush
At mere thought yet thought alone can wrench
And heart in chest does twist and writhe
then shrivel scorned and turn to dark
until madness claims him for her own
And with malady and melody sweeps away to cold dark soil
And love young dream fades slowly to black until daybreak once more