Close and intimate
personal care neglected
Sweet ardour dampened

Hygiene. It matters.
Close and intimate
personal care neglected
Sweet ardour dampened

It’s Saturday here already.
Time brings forgiveness
and oft makes right hearts once wronged
forgiveness once more

Happy Monday everyone!
Two lives become one
familiar, boundries blur
Hearts drifting apart

So lovely…
How do I love thee
Perfect in every way
Sweet where others foul

The heart wants what the heart wants
Darkest desires
drive dubious decisions
lifetime of regret

Ignored sage advice
Never gamble on a fart
Flatulent folly

Theyre out there embeddded in my bits and pieces…
I’ve rather enjoyed doing some of these this month. Okay so stand alone these might look odd but I promise that in context they make perfect sense.
Screw you Haiku. Dirty Bastard.
Another Dirty Friday Limerick.
Oh him again. In limerick form.
I promise I wont do more of these…
Gym kit malfunction
who’d ever have imagined
hidden in small shorts
I know I am a grown man and that I should know better. I know I can produce things of a more edifying nature. I know should be a better example to my children and generally a better human being but alas I am not.
Look what dad made boys! Don’t tell mum!

Get well soon!
Oh you poor thing I hear your unwell
seems it’s oozing and starting to smell
round the edge it’s gone crusty
and at night seems quite musty
and your girlfriend she has it as well
Stuff happens…
Once a shepherd who loved his wife dearly.
When she passed, took the loss quite severley
As he tended his flock
they reacted with shock
he was lonely it seems, rather clearly
A tale of caution and precaution
Married fellow precautions foregoing
red light district, wild oats he was sewing
now he’s crusty and oozy
caught siph off of a floozy
which he gave to his wife without knowing
Just because I can
Once a couple in love but most chaste
He to her: “Love my seeds gone to waste
I wake up in the night
sticky mess, PJ’s tight
god won’t mind if you have just a taste”
Oh don’t go acting all surprised
Once a vicar, a spiritual leader
Like plump ladies turned into a feeder
feeds them sausage and pies
for round bellies, thick thighs
massive bottom? Oh he’d really need her
I want them to stop too but alas I can’t seem to.
Master baker with quite tasty wares
rather handsome the ladies would stare
as his buns were most round
and his baguette profound
his iced finger was extraordinaire
I know how you feel I really do. I’d avoid this one to be honest.
A young couple quite clearly in love
truly blessed loved the good lord above
then he watched too much porn
now her anus is torn
and looks awfully like a foxglove
Just for you because I know how you like them…
An industrious hobo from Kent
had no home, not a box nor a tent
sold his bottom for cash
round his mouth, nasty rash
on cheap liquor his takings were spent
I am easily influenced, so here are some of the limericks you certainly don’t want your kids to read and to be honest – are rather crude.
Okay…a few of the ones that make me chuckle that I often avoid writing because they go too far in some regards but I am in the mood for going too far 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,
but was tighter when I was a minor”
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 hot
And just because I can one about anal sex.
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
You should be shocked at all of these and roll your eyes and tut. If you dont then you are part of the problem 😉
I am easily influenced, so here are even some of the limericks you certainly don’t want your kids to read.
I blame these on you lot for encouraging me…
A fine actor from Hollywood hailed
and young men he apparently nailed
one with mouth he did please
as he dropped to his knees
many more he’d seduce but he failed
Dairy sales man who worked in Calcutta
Had a mind that was oft in the gutter
Home he’d go self to please
Rub his bollocks with cheese
And his nipples he’d smother in butter.
There once was an old man from Chile
Now you’re thinking I’ll write of his willy
That would be rather sick
To write odes of old dick
I’m more grown up than that, don’t be silly…
An innocent chap from Taiwan
who kept puppies and sweets in a van
Gave away outside schools
Church bazaar’s, public pools
worse charity ever, stupid man!
Bloke next door has this girlfriend, most flirty
Who based on the noise, gets quite dirty
“God that stings” through the walls
Heard him shout, slips and falls
Bangs his head, seems she’s also quite squirty
Sorry. Kinda.
I am easily influenced, so here are some of the limericks you certainly don’t want your kids to read and to be honest – are rather crude.
Okay…I think they’re R Rated, I’m not really sure. I mentioned the limericks I often don’t do here, and a number of you egged me on to do them. So for the first time I’ll publish a few.
There lived a young chap in Caracas
Who had swollen, enlarged quite red knackers
thought he’d best see the doc
who grabbed hold of his cock
and gave them a shake like maracas
A saucy fun temptress from China
spent her cash on a custom vagina
was so very good looking
but just no use for fucking
though she might just let you 69 her
A mechanic from North Carolina
had the hots for a big burly miner
left his family in shock
when he ‘fessed “it’s the cock
I just like it way more than vagina”
A vicar quite down on his luck
found a great way to make a quick buck
to the members he went
said “I need to pay rent,
for ten dollars I’ll give you a suck.”
A builder from Cork name of Shamus
had a monstrous and cavernous anus
in his bottom he placed
knives, forks, bowls cups and plates
now he’s massive on YouTube, quite famous
Sorry. Kinda.
You’d have thought I’d have given up on this idea by now wouldn’t you. But no. No I haven’t.
Part 1 is here and part 2 is here. You really need to read those first for this to make much sense. Not that it makes much sense.
The big day came around, as our pair left the ground
and to space they did head quite excited
soon of gravity free they would quite happily
give into their lust now ignited
Not constrained by their girth or the pull of the earth
they were sure to express their desire
to the chamber they floated, rotund hot and bloated
loins smouldered then soon set on fire
Hungry mouths warm wet lips bulging crotch quite pert nips
they cavorted and drifted through space
arching backs roaming hands loves wet warmth swollen glands
In huge bosom he buries his face
Set free from their weight, she’s the food on his plate
he devours from angles quite kinky
with his mouth he then pleases his tongue he then teases
and lord look where he just stuck his pinky
Heaving flesh they’re entwined to their passion resigned
hungry mouths they consume head to feet
Right way upside down how they both go to town
Like that time at the all you can eat
Now the entree is done and its time for more fun
its the main, shes bent over and waiting
Massive buttocks quite round what a sight most profound
he approaches his mouth salivating
Hands on hips legs akimbo, head thrown back like a limbo
how he handles her bulk into place
with no effort he fills her the pleasure it thrills her
Just like ribs, puts a smile on her face
Then with coital alignment and subtle refinement
its doggy, jack hammer then twister
little dipper, wheel barrow, for her age she’s quite narrow
though the Zebra Lunge gave her a blister
As they peak in their lust one more move is a must
and he grabs her and spins her around
They explode with delight and embrace close and tight
For the pleasure and love they have found
She caresses his chins and quite sated she grins
satisfied for the first time in years
pudding eyes drink her in shes his goddess of sin
such pleasure it brings them to tears
Well I think that is enough really. I will miss them,
Move along, nothing to see and certainly not for kids.
For every limerick I write there is usually another I discard because it is inappropriate, childish, vulgar, twisted or just not the sort of things I would want my kids to stumble upon.
Today I will publish a few because I am in the sort of mood, and it’s the weekend and what are weekends for if not inappropriate limericks. I had something of a request for more erotic asphyxiation stuff earlier this week. I know I know, but there’s no accounting for the tastes of people.
A conservative preacher, John Stead
Man of god but quite kinky in bed
by the cleaner discovered
bound, naked and buggered
Purple faced, plastic bag on his head
A plumber from Goole well endowed
love to take off his clothes in a crowd
and the ladies he’d please
as it hung to his knees
hand on hips, legs akimbo, so proud
A vicar from Grimsby most hated
spent a celibate life most frustrated
unless you count the young boys
who he used as his toys
’till they caught him and now hes castrated
Something more pleasant?
Ooh look at me being all topical!
Fences – FFfAW Challenge – 11th of July
photo courtesy of hypnoart at pixabay
>A fellow from Bangor I met
Had a shirt that was soaked through with sweat
As he’d been on the run
From a priest and a nun
And a Bishop whos wife he got wet
>A lady with bosoms aplenty
Proved a hit with the men of the gentry
They succumbed to her wiles
And her winks and her smiles
But to church she was oft refused entry
>A chap met a lass in a bush
Passion and lust what a rush
Pulses raced what a thrill
As they rolled on the hill
Until doctor confirmed he had thrush
>A wife bored at home with burst pipe
Hastily scrubbed with a wipe
As the plumber quite handy
Made her head swim like brandy
She was ready for plucking, quite ripe
>Please do not show these words to the wife
I really do not want the strife
“A grown man should man should know better,
your kids cold read this letter…
writing slightly rude rhymes, get a life!”