Everyone who’s ever read this blog for more than a day or two, knows just how much I love limericks. I like them funny, dirty, and filthy. I’ve been collecting them for many years but in a recent book I discovered a gentleman named John Ciardi. He was the second half of the book of limericks authored by Isaac Asimov. They were both lovers of limericks and have written some of the best ones I’ve ever seen. I posted samples of Asimov’s limericks a few weeks ago and today I thought I’d list a few of Mr. Ciardi’s. I know you’ll enjoy them because he takes a lot of time to craft them properly. Here we go . . .

There was a young lady who wouldn’t.

Her mother had told her she shouldn’t.

When dear mama died

She felt free. So, she tried,

but by then she was so old she couldn’t.

There once was a girl from New Haven

Whose pubic hair was not shaven

But missing because

She slept without drawers

Within range of a nest building Raven

There was a young lady named Jo❤

Who always said,” Thank you, but no,”

Which is poised and polite

But never does quite

As well as “Sure, Buster, let’s go.”

😜😜😜

A young do-it-yourselfer once screwed

Two pieces together. If you’d

Like to know what he made,

You must ask Adelaide

And her little sister, Gertrude

🚽🚽🚽

There was an old hooker who blew.

What I mean is, she left town. If you

Understood what I said

To mean she gave head,

Well, I guess there was some of that, too.

I would like to thank Mr. Ciardi for all of his hard work in creating these wonderful limericks. After reading all of his limericks as well as Isaac Asimov’s, it inspires me to begin writing a few of my own again. You can be sure of only one thing, mine will be a little ruder than theirs. Write a few of your own and send them along.

ALWAYS KEEP YOUR SENSE OF HUMOR