I know I’ve written about this stuff before but it remains fun to challenge myself to search for the perfect limerickian expression to encapsulate certain subjects. I’ll miss them when it is all over I am sure.
Anyway, given that its time for the Alabamians to potentially elect a serial molester to the senate here’s something a little longer. Limericks ahoy!
There’s this POTUS with wandering hands small
Seems he’s fondled women one and all
So watch out here he comes
Fondling grans, daughters, mums
‘cos he’ll grab yours fat, thin, short or tall
Young girls he gives to Roy his mate
Thinks at 14 they’re ready to date
He prefers them much younger
Such a vile paedo hunger
And soon could be in the Senate
Ron I bet Don would love Alabama
Cos he’d spend all day fondling your gramma’
And he bring round some teens
And you’d cream in your jeans
And then head off to church with your Mamma
But it’s fine, the GOP say its forgiven
By the saviour, apparently risen
And besides they’re just men
Least they’re not a damned Dem
It’s the Clinton’s who should be in prison…
Afterwards 