Some Limericks
There was a young girl on a Honda,
Whose time on the road turned her blonder.
It might have been sun,
As she rode quickly along,
But just what did it is beyond her.
There was a young man of Tashkent,
Whose tool was exceedingly bent.
To save himself trouble,
He put it in double,
And, instead of coming, he went.
There was a butch lass named Grable,
Who liked to sup pints when she was able.
It gave her no fears,
To knock back the beers,
And she could drink most men under the table.
There was a young man in Singapore,
Who found washing a bit of a chore.
He thought taking a shower
Was just for the flowers,
But his friends could only say “Phwoar!!”
There was an old lady named Rogers,
Who lived among some very old codgers.
She spent all her money,
Which ain’t very funny,
And now she’s taking in lodgers.
There was a young chap, name of Darren,
Whose life became increasingly barren.
He felt very strange,
So he had a sex-change,
And now we all know him as Karen.
There was an old git named Andy,
Who became increasingly randy.
He came across a sheep,
Which was soundly asleep,
And thought: “Cor blimey – that’s handy!”
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