I’ve spent most of my day dealing with a belligerent computer program that refuses to do its job. I shouldn’t be too upset since it’s a program I purchased about 10 years ago. I suspect that it has finally gotten to the point where my new computer is more than it can handle. It was a program used to write what I spoke. Now I’ll be forced to step back a few years and begin typing everything myself. I suppose I’ve gotten a little lazy over the years relying on that software. That being said I’m posting a few limericks today that were originally written sometime prior to 1960. Enjoy them unedited.

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There once was a fellow named Abbott

Who made love to girls as a habit.

But he ran for the door

When one girl asked for more,

And exclaimed “I’m a man, not a rabbit.”

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There was a young lady named Frances

Who suffered embarrassing trances.

She stripped to the skin

Before Father Flynn

And made him indecent advances.

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A naked young tart named Roselle

Walked the streets while ringing a bell.

When asked why she rang it

She answered, “Gol dang it!

Can’t you see I something to sell?”

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To Sadie the touch of a male meant

An emotional cardiac ailment.

And acute shortness of breath

Caused her untimely death

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OLDIES BUT GOODIES