suppresses a sneeze
it has to go somewhere though
it’s brown trouser time
Just 17 syllables
Oh such a tight and disciplined little thing.
Tag: poetry
Wednesday already?
My goodness how quickly the week is going. Let’s have anther limerick shall we.
A quite flexible chap from Barundi
was a fellow from Thursday to Sunday
then some blusher, a tuck
padded bra and good luck
was a woman first thing on the Monday
Locks — constant VARIABLE
If you don’t follow AP you should because he is one fabulous poet.
Held by the sideOf the heart growing wideNear the solace and silence of souls The circuitry liedAs if something defiedWhat was certainly seen as a hole No given key,Could find any degree,Nor position or pressure to turn For rust and debrisLeft the tumblers unfreeSo no purchase a person could earn Even with picksAnd with dynamite […]
Tuesday. 2 PM.
I hope this helps with the long dark tea time of the soul.
Once a vet rather dark and malicious
he found hamsters and rabbits delicious
dog he found a bit tough
not like parrot or dove
and oh how he liked cats, nutricious!
Words of advice
Something to consider if your planning on taking a break somewhere exotic this summer.
Oh summer loving
happened so fast, had a blast
and caught crabs. Nasty.
Monday. Meh.
I’m kind of glad that’s over to be honest. Roll on Tuesday!
A poor chap born just outside of Harrow
had to cart his testes in a barrow
but it gets even worse
’tis a terrible curse
has a penis the size of a marrow.
Lets not worry about work tomorrow yet eh…
Happy Sunday to you all out there.
There once was a man from Gabon
personality, looks he had none
but he got loads of chicks
he was really quite rich
but they left him when it was all gone
Ooh really? How horrid
Sunday shenanigans
There once was a lass born in Ghana
would do quite shocking things with banana
she would use up a bunch
between breakfast and lunch
though she said its ok, they wont harm her
Yet another haiku.
It happened yesterday briefly and It was a curious thing indeed after not seeing it since the 16th of June.
what madness is this
Moisture falling from the sky
it has been a while
One wont make a difference honest
There’s always room for more right?)
Sunny day again
will this madness never end?
bring back winter please
No, I am unlikely to ever stop
Just in case you find yourself asking the question
A chap who packed up and moved west
met this lass with a pendulous chest
quite the largest he’d felt
which she tucked in her belt
helps her posture, gives her back a rest
It will all be over soon
Enough I hear you scream!
Once a newly wed bloke from Mauritius
told his wife that his jizz was nutritious
and quite good for her skin
and would keep her quite thin
raised an eyebrow, not daft, quite suspicious
17 syllables, just for you.
There’s always room for more 😉
Delights of the flesh
mouth wet eagerly consumed
dinner at Lecter’s
Another one because I’m kind like that.
No need to thank me
Friend of mine had a girlfriend called Wendy
into swinging she said “it’s quite trendy”
he would idly stand by
whilst each penis she’d try
didn’t last, though she’s still an attendee
Psst, look what I have for you.
It won’t take long to read trust me…
Diet’s going well
willing to trade first born child
for pizza and cake
Seems to be Saturday.
Weekend ahoy and we know what that means…I do hope you feel better soon.
Heard you had a problem with your zip
and it caused a quite nasty large rip
got it stitched, put on cream
when you piss makes you scream
got infected and started to drip
One to start the day
But I don’t aim particularly high.
On “Men” said a woman from Texas
“They’re like dogs, and oh my how they vex us
They wont leave you alone
’till they’ve buried the bone
disappear and then wont even text us”
It’s rather late here…
Let’s end the day with this shall we
A young lass with a vegetable fettish
saw a marrow and got rather wettish
zucchini clasped in each hand
she would loudly demand
“In my bottom please place a crisp lettuce!”
Boom…Limerick
Then to bed with you!
Once an amorous fellow from France
when alone he would take off his pants
for he could not resist
the sweet lure of the wrist
as he had little luck with romance
A tale of life, love and the stuff seldom mentioned
It probably happens all the time. Just not to people you know.
Star crossed lovers and destined by fate
a connection so deep and most great
then he let himself go
so she slept with his bro
and ran off with the dad of his mate
You got room for another?
There’s always room for more 😉
Sun, beer garden
all day drinking then curry
Morning breath from hell
Really? On a Saturday afternoon?
Well I never…
A poor fellow from deep Senegal
lost his penis and most of a ball
drank all day in the sun
whisky beer gin and rum
legs akimbo fell off of a wall
A quickie
Revisiting a favourite topic. Beige leg coverings.
Dying for the loo
I better sit down to pee
Im wearing beige shorts
Shall we?
A tale of caution and short shorts.
A corruptible fellow from Chad
had a thing for his girlfriends hot dad
he seduced with tight shorts
enjoyed sensual sports
but got aids and then died, oh how sad
Strong words I realise
And I mean them all…for a friend of mine.
A kind man had a quite evil wife
took the kids broke his heart oh such strife
Though I think theres an answer
how I hope she gets cancer
and it shortens the evil crones life.
Afterwards 