I must tell you, he said, with a wink,
That your pink bits are not so much pink;
They’re more purple-ish-mauve-y,
A hint of anchovy,
In colour and taste, both, I think!
Tag: limerick
Transfixed
The poor girl, still a virgin, unchurched,
Nonetheless, somehow, found herself perched,
To her horror and shock,
On his lordship’s large cock,
As she sobbed, and she shuddered and lurched!
The lay of the land
“Well”, she said, as she fiddled and fussed
With her petticoats. “Likely, I trust,
You’ll be wanting a root.
So, get out of that suit,
And get on with it then, if you must!”
Intramural sports
At the girls’ college, where she’d once boarded,
The sports mistress found it afforded
Her sinister power…
Young girls in the shower…
She’d found it exciting, though sordid.
Disgruntled
Sick of being so often rebuffed,
“They’re all sluts, those damn bitches!” he huffed.
“If they bloody well begged,
Pussies spread, open-legged,
I’d just tell ’em all go and get stuffed!”
Ad urinam puellae bibere
In Krafft-Ebing, good Lord, one may read,
About perverts, with some silly need
To employ, or coerce
Girls…to fuck? No! Much worse!
To stand, wanking, and watch while they peed!
Full of himself
His great cock, in itself was impressive!
He need not have been so aggressive;
She’d wanted it too!
But then, what could she do?
To be raped, more or less, seemed excessive!
The company he keeps
Said Her Majesty, “This is just awful!
One ought to just make it unlawful,
Let men be disgraced,
For such damned sinful waste
Of good money and seed, by the whoreful!
Healthy curiosity
With a mother and father so stern,
When she so much desired to learn,
When her heart was on fire,
Consumed with desire,
To fuck, (There!) to whom could she turn?
Brotherly love
She slept naked and, when sound asleep,
Her unscrupulous brother would peep.
Sometimes, even, he’d touch,
And then, daring so much,
Fuck her too, sneaky, snivelling creep!