Limericks are the best. I’ve been reading them for years and writing a great many of my own. My limerick archives go all the way back to 1879. I did discover that posting some of those really old ones requires a bit of a rewrite. Some of the profanities back then were just gratuitous and actually detracted from the overall entertainment value. I may have softened the language a little but they’re still a fun read. Todays selections are related specifically to younger women. Don’t complain to me about the content, the people who wrote these have been dead a very long time.

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A bather whose clothing was strewed

By winds that left her quite nude,

Saw a man come along,

And unless we are wrong

You expected this line to be lewd. (1944)

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A lady athletic and handsome

Got wedged in her sleeping room transom.

When she offered much gold

For release, she was told

That the view was worth more than the ransom. (1944)

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There was a young maid from Madras

Who had a magnificent ass;

Not rounded and pink,

As you’d probably think,

It was gray, had long ears, and ate grass. (1940)

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I’m tempted to post a few of my own limericks but unfortunately they’re very rude and sexual explicit. I may rewrite them someday but not today. Instead I offer up a rather lame poem of mine written about my first sexual experience, to show all of you what a freaking romantic I’m not. LOL

💖PUPPY LOVE💖

First love is a thrill you never forget,

It sends a warmth through your heart.

Sixty years later the memory remains,

but the feelings have fallen apart.

How to recall those wonderful days,

when the freshness of things made you wish,

For the love a girl with beautiful hair,

in a field, all alone…

Do you smell fish?

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EAT YOUR HEART OUT WALT WHITEMAN