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|HERE! HERE! AT LEAST SOMEONE WITH SOME SANITY|
WHO CAN SEE THROUGH ALL THE BANALITY
CANST ANYONE SEE
WHEN THE MONKEY WENT TO PEE
ALONG CAME BUSH AS A SUBSTITUTE
Posted: 8/25/2007 6:23:41 AM
|there once was a fallingbear from australia|
who wanted to say how the bloody hell are ya
but when said hi,
they all replied goodbye
so he sat in the corner, sucked his thumb,
just like little jack horner..
so he sat in the corner, sucked his thumb,
and felt like a bl..dy big failure.
Posted: 12/17/2007 8:17:18 AM
|Xmas joy to everyone...|
santa's here and needin sum fun...
its cold outside and his sleigh is all ready..
did i mention...that you look great in that teddy...
christmas is cumin...so soon is the day
santa's here and want's to cum in and see if you can play...
Posted: 12/28/2007 5:59:01 PM
|her measure was at question her honor was untrue|
her daily misadventure has been somewhat directed at you
his dismay at finding all of this was somewhat of a virtue
tis better to be long without it than be led along as a shrew....
Posted: 2/22/2008 10:00:26 PM
|I gave her this GREAT cabernet|
$1k a bottle I say!
but try as I might
there’ll be “none” tonight
‘Cuz she threw the corkscrew away!
Posted: 2/22/2008 10:01:14 PM
|What’s that? You think you’re with child?|
‘T was by me your body’s defiled?
says: “It ain’t me!”
So, someone else is beguiled
Posted: 2/22/2008 10:01:59 PM
|Oh golly shucks and oh gee|
Where is my memory?
in the bathroom am I
I’ve unzipped my fly …
Oh yeah! I’m here to go pee!
Posted: 2/23/2008 10:14:02 AM
|‘T is a BMW I steer|
All over town an’ back here
Aye, pretty it ‘tis
But expensive it is
So now I can’t buy ya’ a beer!
Posted: 2/23/2008 10:44:46 AM
|“Your turn to buy beer, by the way”,|
“Pat” says to Sean one fine day:
“Nope …funds are gone,
And I’m overdrawn,
But, if YOU buy, “Pat” … I will stay”
Posted: 2/23/2008 10:45:09 AM
|‘T was a young lass name of “Muffet”|
Who always sat on her tuffet
But was rough as a board
All scarred and scored
Cause men kept trying to fluff it.
Posted: 2/23/2008 10:45:36 AM
|A miss with handsome curved thighs|
From men she elicited sighs
Try as they would
None of them could
Ever lay hands on the prize.
Posted: 2/24/2008 12:29:45 PM
|“Heavenly”, she had said to me|
(I thought: “Tonight I’ll get LUCKY!”)
- but …wasn’t her mind
- she’d been unkind
She thought I was leaving, you see.
Posted: 2/24/2008 12:30:41 PM
|“We can’t go on meeting like this|
My husband’s all in a hiss”
- I found out: She’s right.
- met her husband tonight
I think it’s my face I will miss.
Posted: 2/24/2008 12:31:22 PM
|Now this dude, he thinks he can rhyme|
He posts on here all of the time
- he can’t rhyme squat
- and you know what? …
He should have to pay for his crime!
Posted: 2/24/2008 8:38:58 PM
|She said for me “it’d” be free|
And … ‘t was ... (fore the divorce decree)
- now I’ve no house
- I’m without spouse
I’ll not go again on a “free spree”!
Posted: 2/24/2008 8:39:33 PM
|“YO!, Me name is O-Rourke”, said he|
“And ‘t is I who can out-drink all o’ ye”
- True it is mate
- His capacity great
But ‘t is his BUYIN’ side that is wee.
Posted: 2/24/2008 8:40:02 PM
|‘T was an Irish Lad from ol’ Dublin|
On St. Paddy’s day was he bubblin’
- Full’a green beer
- but lost his good cheer
When his wife said his drinkin’ was troublin’.
Posted: 2/25/2008 5:25:48 AM
|In smoke went his “impression” I fret|
When a young miss he was trying to “get”
- Laughed in his face
- (was such a disgrace)
He lit the filter on his cigarette
Posted: 2/25/2008 5:26:14 AM
|It was an old man named “O’Doul”|
Was excessively short of his “tool”
- Says she to he:
- “That won’t that satisfy me”
“No, ‘t won’t, but it will me, ya’ fool”!
Posted: 2/25/2008 5:37:52 AM
|“There’s a lit match clamped onto your ass!”|
To O’Flynn said the lovely young lass
- “Aye”, said he
- “ ‘t is misery
“ ‘specially when I have to pass gas!”
Posted: 2/25/2008 6:00:11 AM
|“Be this lipstick on your collar, McNeer?”,|
The question inside him struck fear
- But, a lie he’d not tell
- “ 'T was ye sister, Belle …”
He’s been buried now, for a year.
Posted: 2/25/2008 9:08:16 AM
|Perfection is what we strive for|
At work or in our boudoir
- but if both be the same
- in the name of the game
I don’t think we’d be workin’ no more!
Posted: 2/25/2008 9:08:44 AM
|Airplanes, autos and trains|
Their sounds rattle my brains
- but think where we’d be
If they weren’t around causin’ migraines
Posted: 2/25/2008 9:09:22 AM
|Arrogance; egoist; conceit;|
To me are NOT the elite
- Not those I’d describe
- As part of my tribe
‘T is Rejection they’ll get in receipt
Posted: 2/25/2008 9:27:52 AM
|"O’Reilly …what’ll I do with Miss Glamour?|
She’s me wife, but I can no longer stand ‘er.
- She farts all the time
- for no reason or rhyme …"
That’s easy, mate. Buy a windjammer!