As I was preparing this post, I decided midsentence to step away from poetry for a day or two and to return to one of my favorite things which are limericks. I have quite the collection of limericks of all types and unfortunately, I have hundreds that I really can’t post on this blog, no matter how much readers continue to request them. I’ve picked out a few random samples from different historical periods and I’ll post them over the next few weeks. Here is my history by limerick . . .

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World War II

A lady of doubtful nativity

Had an ass of extreme sensitivity.

She could sit on the lap

Of a Nazi or Jap,

And detect Fifth Column activity.

🪖🗽🪖

Don’t dip your prick in a WAC

Don’t ride the breast of a WAVE.

Just sit in the sand

And do it by hand

And buy bonds with the money you save.

🪖🗽🪖

There was a young lady from Beaman,

Who was known as a sexual demon.

“These soldiers,” said she,

“Mean nothing to me,

For what I really like is the semen.”

🪖🗽🪖

A female Nazi from Bredo

Advances her sinister credo,

By displaying her charms

During air raid alarms,

Inflaming the warden’s libido.

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