I began my morning by reading a number of limericks. For me that’s the only proper way to start a day. I rooted through my book shelves and found what were the remains of a very small book of limericks published in 1980. It is a very small and was packed into the hardcovers with a rubber band. It fell to pieces as I began reading it. The book is titled Dirty Little Limericks and here is the first sentence in the forward which tells you all you need to know, “A good friend of mine – a practicing therapist – has advanced the thesis that the greatest contributions to human health and sanity in the last two hundred years is neither penicillin nor indoor plumbing, but rather the limerick.” I couldn’t agree more. Here are four for your enjoyment.

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There was a young sailor from Brighton

Who remarked to his girl, “You’re a tight one.”

She replied, “Pon my soul,

You’re in the wrong hole;

There’s plenty of room in the right one.”

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There was a young fellow named Skinner

Who took a young lady to dinner.

At a quarter to nine

They sat down to dine;

At twenty to ten it was in her.

Skinner?

No, the dinner.

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There once was a dentist named Stone

Who saw all his patients alone.

In a fit of depravity

He filled the wrong cavity,

And my, how his practice has grown!

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There was a young lady named Riddle

Who had an untouchable middle.

She had many friends

Because of her ends,

Since it isn’t the middle you diddle.

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RATED PG – MIND THE KIDDIES!