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12/11/2025 ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅHOLIDAY LIMERICK ALERT๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ   Leave a comment

I guess I’m feeling a slight tingle of Christmas spirit this week. Being filled with the spirit tends to make me feel a little lazy. So, after my third, forth, and fifth rum soaked eggnogs I decided to dive into some of my older archives for a few Christmas inspired limericks. Here goes nothing . . .

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Santa came home with a reindeer

And Mrs. Claus said with a sneer

โ€˜Did you have to bring

That horny old thing?โ€™

Rudolph said, โ€˜Madam, he lives here.โ€™

๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ„๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ„

An elf said to Santa: โ€œOh Dear,

Weโ€™ve not enough presents this yearโ€

That made St. Nick think:

Now heโ€™d given up drink

He could give all the children some beer!

๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ

I saw my mom and Santa having a chat

She told him he was much too fat

She then grabbed his behind

With eyes closed kissed him blind

Then they both fell down on the mat.

๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿคถ

Old Santa got drunk on warm ale

โ€œIโ€™m too old for Christmasโ€ his wail

โ€œBut what of the toys

For the good girls and boys?โ€

โ€œIโ€™ll send all their presents by mail!โ€

๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒฒ

With the holidays on the horizon,

I placed twenty calls to Verizon.

They stuck me on hold

Til my dinner got cold.

And I still absolutely despise them.

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HO! HO! HO! 14 DAYS TO GO

12/09/2025 ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅRETRO LIMERICK ALERT๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ   Leave a comment

With the holiday season in full swing I thought I should offer up some of my own holiday-spirit poetry original written in the 1920’s and 1930’s. A few off-color rhymes to help celebrate this holiest of seasons (sarcasm off) in my own special way. These should be rated “PG” so keep the kids away if you can.

1927

There was a young lady named Maud
A terrible society fraud.
In company, I’m told
She was awfully cold.
But if you got her alone, Oh My God!

1939

There was a young man from Purdue
Who was only just learning to screw,
but he hadn’t the knack,
And he got too far back
In the right church, but the wrong pew.

1938

There was a young man of high station
Who was found by a pious relation
Making love in a ditch
To – I won’t say a bitch –
But a woman of no reputation.

1940

In the shade of the old apple tree
Where between her fat legs I could see
A little brown spot
With the hair in a knot,
And it certainly looked good to me.

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And here’s my favorite, a salute from my birth year (1946) to all my Texas readers.

A girl named Alice, in Dallas,

Had never felt of a phallus.

She remained virgo intacto,

Because, ipso facto,

No phallus in Dallas fit Alice.

โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ

11/25/2025 ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅLIMERICK ALERT๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ   Leave a comment

I made a bulk purchase recently from an on-line book seller and received a random collection that I thought were interesting. In that pile was a book of limericks obviously written by or for children. I’m a big fan of limericks of all types and found these to be just plain fun. These are rated “G” and should make you grin a little.

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Fun loving Steve is quite spunky.

He’s out every night getting funky.

Tonight he’s at Anna’s

with a bunch of bananas.

Did I mention that Steve is a monkey?

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

Early one Mother’s Day, Jake

decided that he liked to bake

a pie for his mother,

but soon he’d discover

it surely was no piece of cake.

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Our little Welsh corgi named Bramley

does not like our mailman, Stanley.

He’ll tear cross the floor,

bark and leap at the door,

and then act like he’s just saved our family.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

Our neighbor is nice Mrs. Rands.

She forgets names and faces and plans.

She has such amnesia

that each time she sees ya,

she tells you her name and shakes hands.

โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ

SPECIAL THANKS TO BRIAN CLEARY

11/15/2025 ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅLimerick Alert๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ   Leave a comment

I thought a little sampling of limericks was in order for today. I’m normally cautious when posting limericks but today I’ll throw caution to the wind and just give you a taste of limericks from the 1920’s. It’s always fun to reminisce about the good old days and some of their limericks were outrageous and unpostable. I rate these PG-13 but you decide. I hope you enjoy them.

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There was a young man of Cape Horn
Who wished he had never been born.
And he wouldn’t have been
If his father had seen
At the end of the condom was torn.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was a young lady named Flo
Whose lover had pulled out to slow.
So they tried it all night
Tilley got it just right
Well, practice makes pregnant, you know.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was a young lady of Lout
Who suddenly grew very stout.
Her mother said, “Nellie,
There’s more in your belly
Then ever went in through your mouth.”

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

My wife Myrtle’s womb has a habit
Of expanding whenever I stab it.
What’s more, my wife Myrtle
Is so wondrously fertile,
That she’s giving me kids like a rabbit.

โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ

OLDIES BUT GOODIES

10/16/2025 ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅLIMERICK ALERT๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ   Leave a comment

I decided that we’ve gone far too many days without a Limerick Alert. Today’s selections are approximately 60 years old. I’ll give you a few examples of how back in the day, people wrote limericks about clothing and dress styles. These are all clean and readable for all ages, and I’d rate them PG.

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There was a young man of Bengal,
Who went to a fancy dress ball.
He went just for fun,
Dressed up as a bun,
And the dog ate him up in the hall.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was a young woman of Ayr,
Tried to steal out of church during prayer,
But the squeak of her shoes
So enlivened the pews
That she sat down again in despair.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was an old person of Fratton
Who would go to church with his hat on.
“If I wake up”, he said,
With my hat on my head,
I shall know that it hasn’t been sat on.”

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was a young lady of Durban
Who insisted on wearing a turban.
When asked why she wore it,
She said, “I adore it
I’m so weary of fashions suburban.”

โœ๐Ÿปโœ๐Ÿปโœ๐Ÿป

NOTHING BETTER THAN CLEAN LIMERICKS

09/30/2025 ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅLIMERICK ALERT๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ   Leave a comment

Today I’m going to make this post quick and simple. Here are five moderately bawdy limericks from our recent past. They’re rated PG-13 due to some of the sexual content but I edited some of the harsher foul language so as not to have it too disgusting. Enjoy.

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There was a young man from Perdue,
Who was only just learning to screw.
But he hadn’t the knack,
And got too far back-
In the right church, but in the wrong pew!

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was an old fellow named Hewing
Whose poor heart stopped while he was screwing.
He gasped: “Really, Miss,
Don’t feel bad about this-
There is nothing I’d rather die doing!”

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was a young fellow named Menzies
Who’s kissing sent girls into frenzies.
But a virgin, one night,
Crossed her legs in a fright,
And fractured his bifocal lenzies.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

A pretty young lady named Flo
Said:” I hate to be had in the snow.
While I’m normally hot,
In this spot I am not-
So, as soon as you come Joe, let’s go!”

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was an old fellow named Bill,
Who swallowed an atomic pill.
His naval corroded,
His asshole exploded,
And they found both his nuts in Brazil.

โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ

I LOVE THIS POETRY!

09/04/2025 ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅJ. Ciardi Limerick Alert๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ   Leave a comment

I’ve stated many times as to my love for limericks especially those written by Isaac Asimov. Along with Isaac you must give a shout out to John Ciardi as well. He and Asimov had great fun trying to outdo each other with their written limericks. They even jointly published a book about their limerick feud which is a classic. These four limericks were written by John Ciardi for that book in response to a few that Asimov had written. I’ve read their book many times and still enjoy their bawdy humor. I hope you will enjoy it as well.

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The Times tells the world what is doing;
Who’s winning, who’s losing, who’s suing,
Whose striking, who’s stealing,
Who’s dying, whose healing,
But won’t say a word on who’s screwing.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

The girl who is really unbeatable
Is the one with whom sex is repeatable.
Who’s eternally screwable
And always renewable,
And who, most of all, is found eatable.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was a young woman named Cora Lee
Who said, “I will do it immorally
On top and bottom,
Any way that I’ve got them,
Vaginally, anally, and orally”.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There once was a wicked old squire
Who burned with libidinous desire.
After screwing a nun
And the minister son,
He took all the girls in the choir.

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THE BOOK IS TITLED – ISAAC ASIMOV & JOHN CIARDI – A WAR OF WORDS

08/23/2025 ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅSILLY LIMERICK ALERT๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ   Leave a comment

As most of you are well aware, I love limericks. And I don’t discriminate, I like them dirty, sexy, sassy, and any other way you can think of. With that in mind I recently discovered a book, a very small little book of limericks that were written more than 25 years ago. They’re not dirty, sexy, or sassy, but they are cute. These are silly limericks that will make you grin just a little and were almost certainly written for children. So if your let loose your inner child for just a bit you should enjoy these immensely.

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A ghost in the town of Khartoum
Asked a skeleton up to his room.
They spent the whole night
In the eeriest fight
As to who should be frightened of whom.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

A glutton who lived on the Rhine
When asked what time he would dine,
Replied, “At eleven,
Four, six, three and seven,
And eight and a quarter to nine.”

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

A cheerful old bear at the zoo
Could always find something to do.
When it bored him to go
On a walk to and fro,
He reversed it, and walks fro and to.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was an old fellow named Green
Who grew so abnormally lean,
And flat, and compressed,
His back touched his chest,
And sideways he couldn’t be seen.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was the man from the city
Who met what he thought was a kitty.
He gave it a pat
And said, “Nice little cat.”
Just look at him now – what a pity!

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ONE OF MY FAVORITE SILLY LIMERICKS

There once was an old man from Nantucket

Who kept all his cash in a bucket.

But his daughter named Nan,

Ran away with a man,

And as for the bucket, Nantucket!

๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

08/16/2025 “A 1980’S POP QUIZ”   Leave a comment

I find it a little strange that the minute I blog about the 1980’s my responses go through the roof. I lived through the 80’s and was never all that fascinated by the things that occurred then. People love the crudeness and rudeness of 80’s humor and don’t get me started on the limericks. Through the effing roof. In keeping with reader demands, todays little quiz will test your memories of the 80’s unless you were “stoned” most of the time. I’ll excuse all of you stoners out there just this once. As always, the answers are below.

  1. Operation Able Archer was the codename of _______ that took place in 1983.
  2. _______ was the teacher who died in the Challenger disaster.
  3. What year did the Berlin Wall come tumbling down?
  4. Margaret Thatcher is a member of what British political party?
  5. Muammar Gadhafi was the dictator of what Middle Eastern country?
  6. Mikhail Gorbachev initiated reforms meant to _______ the Soviet Union.
  7. The passenger jet the Soviets shot down in 1983 was from what company?
  8. How many points to did the Dow Jones Industrial Index lose on Black Monday?
  9. What caused the Challenger disaster?
  10. President Reagan ordered the _______ of Libya after a terrorist attack in West Berlin.

Answers
NATO wargames, Christa McAuliffe, 1989, Conservative, Libya, Save, Korean air lines/Korean Air, 508, O-ring failure, Aerial bombing.

BELIEVE IT OR NOT – I SCORED 8 CORRECT

08/14/2025 ๐Ÿ’ฅLAUNDERED LIMERICK ALERT๐Ÿ’ฅ   Leave a comment

I want introduce you today to a few limericks which have been laundered. I guess laundered means a lot of the truly vulgar language has been cleaned out and made more readable to entertain a larger group of people. I discovered these limericks in a very small little book published in 1960. They were newly written at the time but they’re still just as enjoyable as they were then.

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A herder who hailed from Terre Haute
Fell in love with a young nanny goat.
The daughter he sired
Was greatly admired
For her beautiful angora coat.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

There was the young laundress named Singer
Whose bust was a round pink humdinger.
But flat, black and blue
It emerged into view
The day it got caught in the wringer.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

A merchant addressing a debtor
Remarked in the course of his letter.
That he chose to suppose
A man knows what he owes
And the sooner he pays it the better.

๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ

The bashful young bachelor Cleary
Of girls was exceedingly leery.
Then a lady named Lou
Showed him how and with who
He could render his evenings more cheery.

๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

And here’s a tongue twister for you.

Drew drew Lulu in a tutu,
Lulu in a tutu Drew drew,
Lulu drew Drew, too,
Drew drew a few anew,
Till who knew who in the hell drew who.

๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

LIMERICKS RULE