I’m about to do something I promised myself I wouldn’t ever do. Today I’m going to post three truly lewd and disgusting limericks. This is to appease a small number of readers who’ve been begging and bugging me for months to print some filth. It’s not something I want to do but I will do it albeit with a slight twist. As you read these three limericks you may notice a large number of asterisks. It’s part of the twist for you to determine the missing letters. That’s the best I can do for all you pervs out there, so enjoy.

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There was an old man of Corfu

Who fed on c**t-juice and s**w.

When he couldn’t get that,

He ate what he shat –

And bloody good s**t he shat, too.

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There was a young man of Glengarridge,

The fruit of a scrofulous marriage.

He s***ed off his brother

And b***ed his mother,

And ate up his sister’s mis****iage.

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Said an elderly whore named Arlene,

“I prefer a young lad of eighteen.

There’s more cr**m in his larder,

And his p**ker gets h***der,

And he f**ks in a manner obscene.”

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