Tag: limerick

In retrospect

She’d enjoyed it, in fact, she conceded…
Her protests had gone all unheeded.
She’d thought, though, okay,
Let him have his damn way,
And get on with his fuck unimpeded.

Feisty

Feisty girl… pretty, plenty of sauce.
And he wanted to fuck her, of course.
If she played hard to get,
As she might, well, no sweat…
He’d resort to a little brute force.

Friends

The guys called her a slut, although, mainly,
She just fucked her friends… but still, plainly,
She had quite a lot…
Some whose names she forgot,
Though she’d tried to keep track of them, vainly.

Bossy bitch

A great body… not young, but not old.
Through the smoke, from the couch where she lolled,
She said “Come over here.
Put down your damn beer,
And fuck me. Just do what you’re told!”

Al fresco

“Your next question, then’s, my place or yours?”
She said. “God! Bloody men are such bores!
There’s the beach, There’s the park,
And it’s pretty much dark,
And I love being rooted outdoors!”