Their relationship was unconventional,
Some would say too one-dimensional;
He and she knew
They met only to screw,
Fuck each other, no strings, quite intentional.
Tag: limerick
Variations on a theme
Yep, I’m up for it lads, she said wenchily.
Comes down to how, then, essentially.
Blow jobs all round?
Breaks the ice, like, I’ve found.
Pussy? Arse? Both at once, or sequentially?
With the benefit of experience
Bit stand-offish, a trifle reserved,
No spring chicken, but still well preserved,
Nice big natural tits;
Yes, a fellow admits,
A good rooting would be well deserved!
Mrs Robinson
She’s just rooted the young chap next door;
Very nice, too. She’ll be back for more!
His first time, he’ll recall …
Older woman and all!
Helping out, that’s what neighbours are for!
Unsolicited male
Not a great night. In fact sad. Flunk! Fail!
She’d got dressed up, gone out, drunk ale,
Thrown up in the loo,
Gave a half-hearted screw
To another ungrateful junk male!
Pregnant pause
Oh so sweet did his fervid kiss taste,
But her trust, oh so sadly, misplaced!
Seduced, ravished, defiled,
Now alone and with child,
Disappointed, disowned and disgraced!
Saying what she means
So, it seemed she’d disgraced herself utterly…
Got drunk and acted damn sluttily…
Just a small lapse…
Still… she might have, perhaps,
Got her message across, well, more subtly.
Booty
He said “Sweetie, forget that gripe fast;
Just how long can a bod so ripe last?
Soon your bosom will sag;
Get the cash in the bag!
Does it matter, your being type-cast?
A moral dilemma
The pearl necklace, a nice little trinket;
He may want to fuck her! Don’t think it!
A man of that kind?
If he does, does she mind?
And this gin that he’s poured, should she drink it?
Committment
She was game, one must say, or committed;
It seemed like it wouldn’t have fitted!
She got it in, true,
But, by god, now she knew
How it felt giving birth, she admitted!