To those of you who were alive in the 1960’s, you know what a strange time it was not only for the country but for each of us individually. Free love, drugs, rock & roll, and anti-war fever made for interesting relationships and all the craziness you could possibly handle. I have to say I enjoyed the hell out of it. With that in mind I’m offering up a few limericks from the early sixties that you might find interesting. Put on your bell-bottoms and roll up a “J” and enjoy.
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A gorgeous voluptuous creature
Seduced a young Methodist preacher.
It worked out quite well,
For under his spell
This gal’s now a Sunday school teacher.
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There was an old lecher named Gus
Who wore a horrible truss.
It would pinch, sweat and itch,
When the son of a bitch
Got too close to young girls on the bus.
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To Sadie the touch of a male meant
A rather emotional cardiac ailment.
And acute shortness of breath
Caused her untimely death
In the course of erotic impalement.

