Lonely lad, alone and isolated.
.
Spent his days watching porn, masturbated
.
Till his bits were quite raw
.
And his arms were real sore
.
And his balls were all red and inflated.
A quickie for you…
Lonely lad, alone and isolated.
.
Spent his days watching porn, masturbated
.
Till his bits were quite raw
.
And his arms were real sore
.
And his balls were all red and inflated.
ouchy!
Heard you had quite a tiff with your Zip
.
And the skin on your knob it did rip
.
And you screamed like a child
.
And your eyes they bulged wild
.
Left a rather deep gouge in the tip
.
on closer inspection….
Body builder on steroids, quite fit
.
The effect on his manhood quite shit
.
And it got really bad
.
Could not tell which he had .
A small dick or a really big clit?
Room for a small one?
A quite ravenous chap from Burundi
Gorged on pastries most weekdays bar Monday
when he’d feast on pork chops
steaks, pies chips and roll-mops
and leftovers he’d kept from last Sunday
A bank robber from Toremelinos
stole to get cash for his penis
to enlarge was his wish
but the products are pish
now he’s locked up in jail with men, heinous
‘My Friend’ watches far too much telly
middle aged, double chins and round belly
legs and arms got quite thick
now he can’t see his dick
and his man boobs they jiggle like jelly
A husband one day proclaimed dead
seems his wife shot him right through the head
on his phone saw a text
“Banged your sister, you’re next!”
really made quite a mess of the bed
Farmers wife with a craving for men
got caught cheating again and again
hub quite angry threw fits
then he chopped her to bits
fed her parts to the pigs in his pen
One about bums
A proctologist, fellow called Rick
Around rectums would feel rather sick
Her throw up at the thought
Of buttholes, loose or taut
And filled colons they gave him the ick
Treat yourself, it’s Monday
Once a good Christian fellow called Brad
Before marriage, no sex, said “it’s bad”
But his girl was quite keen
To do sex acts obscene
Had her sphincter torn up by his dad
Once a thirsty young lady called Chrissy
Loved her sodas, so fruity and fizzy
Guzzled daily and nightly
Woke up, bed most unsightly
Soaking wet, smelled quite rank, made her pissy
If only pork wasnt so yummy
A young Muslim was really quite shaken
When he realised he rather loved bacon
He tried to be devout
But he rather loved snout
Judgement day he is sure to be shakin’
Once a couple in search of some spice
thought that swinging might maybe be nice
turns out wasn’t for him
though his wife, with a grin
partakes every weekend, sometimes twice.
One about having your hands cut off by the taliban.
Chap from Mosul played drums in a band
so the Taliban cut off each hand
But it all worked out fine
Said his wife, “it’s divine
Cos for scratching my back your hook’s grand”
Let this be a warning to all of you who wash your bits in open water…
A wild camping lover called Jake
Love to wash his balls down at the lake
But a creature it slid
up his penis and hid
Ate his nuts from inside, no mistake
There once was a doctor from Goole
Specialised in the gastric, no fool
Made a fortune in bums
Bowels, Intestines and tums
And continuing study of stool
Three for the price of one. A truly filthy bargain.
Okay…three for the price of one today…There was a young fellow from China
Met this lass with a massive vagina
he would rattle inside
she would say “It’s so wide,
try my butt hole, you wont find one finer”For every vagina based limerick I feel it should be balanced out with a penis based one. Just for good measure.A well endowed fellow called Scott
has a dick he could tie in a knot
animals he could make,
dogs, swords, flowers or snake
some girls found it incredibly hotAnd one more for good measure…lad I know, poor thing – anus quite wrecked
he hit forty so prostate got checked
turned out loved it so much
craved it poked, drilled and touched
far more pleasure that one might expect
Another day another limerick
A serial killer called Ned
Obeyed voices that screamed in his head
Then one day he just changed
And is no more deranged
Now writes food blogs on WordPress instead
Somethign from the archives
If you’ve read me for any length of time you know I love limericks. Why? Because they’re such whimsical fun.
Mostly they just kind of appear in my head you know, without much effort. I will think of a theme, find a couple of words that rhyme and they just magically appear. Or maybe I have a start or an end line that makes me chuckle and I take it from there.
Now, there are a lot of limericks I do not write that rattle around brain. Some are just awfully filthy and/or just go too far in terms of good taste and seem rather crass. The English language is somewhat to blame too, because how am I supposed to not think of the obvious when suck, luck and fuck all rhyme.
You try not to write a limerick about Donald trump having his bottom fiddled with when famous and anus also go perfectly well together. it is not an easy thing and I am a weak man. Mostly I like to write those ones on public lavatory walls or teach them to other people’s young children.
Alas I must though have some sort of filter because whilst I don’t mind offending people it should never be done just for the sake of offence.
Anyway, here are a few of the starting or ending lines from some of them them – feel free to perhaps make up your own using them.
Some starts
A well endowed teacher called Rick
An uncle quite fond of incest
A woman with breasts double D
A preacher man down on his luck
There once was a woman quite fussy
and how about a few endings…
and exploded all over her face
and a penis the size of a marrow
and collapsed into bed with her dad
and a clitoris the size of a grape
and removing a shoe from his anus
Enjoy
It is never too late to send children back. Apparently.
“You’re adopted” says father to son
“and I’ve just had a chat to your mum
It’s just not working out
we don’t want you about
this parenting lark’s just no fun.”
Dentist time, open wide!
A cross eyed young dentist called Steven
had teeth that stuck out, most uneven
he could not understand
when he smiled, shook their hand
His customer got up and were leavin’
It’s all you get until the end of June. Just limericks. Because why not.
A butcher from Leeds who loved pies
Cant resist them, though trust me tries
Now his belly’s quite round
and his man boobs profound
and you should see the size of his thighs
Careful you dont catch a cold when frolicking…
A quite lovely temptress from Dover
loved to frolic and roll in the clover
She would lie in the dew
with a fellow or two
caught a chill, went without a pullover
One about men who like sexy shorts
A lycra fanatic from Hull
Would go cycling, but found it quite dull
Not a big fan of sports
But he so loved the shorts
Which he packed quite eye wateringly full
Gotta look your best when you’re out killing people
Once a Tailor, and serial killer
Found pale soft skin quite the thriller
They would scream, how it hurts
As he turned them to shirts
And smart trousers, that he’d wear to dinner
Wash you bloody hands
Once a vet with unhygienic habits
Fondled gerbils and squirrels and rabbits
She got pink eye, and worse
Traumatised a poor nurse
As her bottom it writhed with fat maggots
ouchy
Hope this finds you somewhat on the mend
Hear it’s swollen quite close to the end
Feels like it may fall off
If you move fast or cough
And you near shit your pants when you bend
Explosive stuff
Friend of mine met this lass, not realising
That her bum was quite uncompromising
During candle lit sex
Massive fart, and then next
thing her sphincter’s on fire, unsurprising