There was a young lady from Wooster,
Who dreamed a young man had seduced her.
She awoke with a stare -
No one was there.
A bump in the mattress had goosed her.
There was a fierce soldier from Parma,
Who lovingly fondled his charmer.
Said the maiden demure,
"It's delightful, I'm sure,
But it's better without all that armor."
There was an old woman from Wheeling
she had a perculer feeling
She lay on her back in her old shack
and peed straight up at the ceiling.
There was a young man man from Nantucket
with a dick so long he could sucket it
He said with a grin as he wiped off his chin
If my ear was a ***** I could ****et
Lear the great artest of wild birds and the inventor of Limericks, his take was that a good Limerick has to be Naughty.
I have been a fan of Lear since I found 40 years ago at a thrift store a genuine owl print of his, this had the property of some museum in Maryland. Mom sent me a few years later a issue of the Smithsonian's front cover with the same owl, I framed both the issue and the print and they are my prize possessions.
My favorite Limerick is the one about the Gay man, a Lesbian woman who got together and argued all night on who was to do what to whom.
