| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/14/2007 6:12:39 AM | There once was a loud-dreaming man
roared out loud in his sleep now and then
but his wife said, 'Enough!'
woke him up by the scruff
"You're no lion, you're a weak little man!" | |
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/14/2007 7:58:46 AM | Hi Daring2Care from Grande Prairie, Glad you stopped in {Man with Low miles/Free road test)
Hi Hortense; ( Bendigo Victoria (The Cutter) I got a knife proof chain mail suit to wear on our next date.
Hi Eddie haskal; SaintCatharines Ontario (Raising crotch crickets for fish bait) How much for a dozen ?
Hi Andance, Ohio Hottie; Your on a roll, You will get to fill some ones prescriptions
Hi Ebgdae; Brisbane Queensland Good Guys like you coming back keep it humming
Hi Truly scrumptious; Cheshire, England (Buy her some edible food or you will be whined and dined)
Hi Likes_a_laugh; Ingham Queensland (likes to camp in the rain)
Eye Guy drops his pants and hat,
The woman asks,
"Who you gonna satisfy with that?"
She sees he has a small penis,
Such a small tool for a machinist
The Eye guy replies "Me, you brat"
If I survive this, I’ll do a better limerick later
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/14/2007 8:33:49 AM | Eye Guy-=- You baaad
Eye Guy is trying to survive
Hortense, get ready with the knife
It's just a small job
"Bobbit" only one lob
We'll change his tune, with what he'll sacrifice | |
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/14/2007 2:22:02 PM | There once was a man, sixty nine,
Who seemed to enjoy life just fine,
In the forums, he's twenty
With humour a'plenty
And still pretty quick with a line.
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/14/2007 5:51:08 PM | Eye Guy stands erect among the rest
But says he has 'little' to put to the test
EG it's not just the size
That wins you the prize
It's what two achieve when doing their best
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/14/2007 6:01:47 PM | May I join in the great EyeGuy roast?
Is he paying a price for some boast?
Oh my, that is small!
Considering all,
Maybe we'll just spread him on toast. | |
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/14/2007 6:23:25 PM | We all know that EyeGuy is sexy
What he needs is a heavens-to-Betsy
She could give him his due
with a wink, right on cue
and even wipe him up when he's wetsy.
Hit me, Eye. I deserve it. I expose my jugular. I tried. I'm just bad. But God knows I try. Hell, I even wet myself. Eye doesn't pee himself, y'all. But Guy, you ARE a little bit elder to some of us.
The truth is, Eye. I got no humor
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/14/2007 7:08:35 PM | That sweetie, bicpen, put to ink,
Some thoughts that so many must think,
She does it quite well,
And my sense of smell,
Tells me Eyeguy won't put up a stink! | |
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Posted: 7/14/2007 10:04:42 PM | After we all gave him heck
Eye Guy is afraid to come back
I do miss him a "little"
Oops ,didn't mean to piddle
I'll wait till tomorrow, I'm hitting the sack | |
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Posted: 7/14/2007 10:32:28 PM | It would seem that bedtime is sneaking
Can't help but think Eye's out there peeking
keeping score on his pad
of how he's been had
and what sweet revenge he'll be seeking. | |
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/14/2007 10:40:17 PM | They roasted Eye Guy at last
He wasn’t moving all too fast
Riddled an pun
From every one
Cheers my poets unsurpassed
You guys crack me up! | |
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/14/2007 10:46:15 PM |
It's the Eye, himself!
I want to say just one more thing Eye
before I heave evening's last sigh
if I've been derelict
in respecting your **ck
I promise to reform by and by.
not | |
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/15/2007 11:07:36 AM | Bic-Pen you are a total hoot
We're not giving you the boot
Come back often Please
We love the way you tease
You sock it to eye guy and we root.
To eye guy I drink a toast
Enough for now till the next roast | |
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Posted: 7/15/2007 11:13:32 AM | I listened to the band "Controversy" last night
Heard Old favorites like " Ride Sally Ride"
Mo-town and so much more
Everyone dancing, fun galore
The music, the rhytm , it was out a sight. | |
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Posted: 7/15/2007 11:37:32 AM | Seems all my friends got to " Ride Sally Ride"
That’s what they told me unless they lied
They don’t do it no more
Said “Sally” got too sore
Guess in the end she was just oversupplied | |
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Posted: 7/15/2007 4:44:36 PM | There was an EyeGuy from Nantucket,
Who bought a fresh chicken to pluck it,
But his fingers got sore,
And it seemed such a chore,
That the Guy from Nantucket, said . . . . . Phooey
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/15/2007 5:12:09 PM |
When Eye was a very young guy,
he loved to eat Mom's cherry pie
When he reached a certain age
she started spicing it with sage
and he's spent his whole life asking why. | |
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Posted: 7/15/2007 10:20:30 PM | The sky is all sprinkled with starries
like a city seen from so a far-ees
but with me upside down
with my head in the ground
and the city inside a huge jar-ees.
Yes? no?
cleanin' house, Guy. just wanted to peek in a minute. | |
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| Limericks...By The Worlds Greatest Poets
Posted: 7/15/2007 10:50:19 PM | I am seeing my son in Montana
Grand kids and Big Sky panorama
Don't miss me too much
I"ll be soon back in touch
Get away from this roasting and Drama | |
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Posted: 7/16/2007 12:12:49 AM | How come EG can't make a bubble
He's finding it a worrisome trouble
The thing he should know
It just takes a good blow
But woops - now his troubles are double | |
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Posted: 7/16/2007 6:19:50 AM | You beware of that all-seeing-eye
'cos he ain't just a sweet talkin' guy
He just dropped his dacks
and he showed you his knacks
which he'll ask you to oil 'cos they're dry! | |
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Posted: 7/16/2007 8:38:00 AM | Boiling an Oiling
Use bacon fat to oil up the old cod
Looks like something the dog
drug in from the yard
The word on the street
Not a fresh piece of meat
I screwed up this limerick
Because I’m not a Bard…
Lord-ee forgive me... | |
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Posted: 7/16/2007 8:55:47 AM | The shirt on his pic says "Quicksilver"
Is that the band or the element, sir?
I see you're quick witted,
and to this thread fitted,
Good luck in your search for a "her" | |
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