There was a young lady from Cork
Who thought babies were brought by the stork…
A small lie she’d been told
By a boy… oh so bold
She’d lie down with… and do more than talk.
Tag: Irish limerick
Cobh
There was a young hussy from Cobh
You could have for a couple of bob,
An absurdly low price,
But she found the work nice,
And she’d just say “A job is a job.”
Dingle
A young gad-about-town down in Dingle
Would dress up, nights, go out and mingle…
A grand social whirl…
Have his way with some girl…
Marry? God , no! He’d stay bloody single!
Clare
There was a young lady from Clare,
Who made love to a boy, on a dare.
She’d not done it before,
But she’d come back for more,
She exclaimed, when she came up for air!
The praties
Irish lassies have wonderful chests:
They have nice mashed-potato-soft breasts,
And a young Irish lad
Can be driven quite mad
By their jiggling under their vests!
Rigor mortis
The young whore peered into the coffin.
“Poor Shamus! He visited often.
A terrible shock!
Such a lovely big cock,
Which, I see, death’s done little to soften!”