He said “There, that’s not half bad, now, is it?”
She sighed “No, by God, it’s exquisite!
I just about died
When you pushed it inside!
I’m so glad, now, I dropped by to visit!”
Tag: limerick
Positions vacant
She no longer played games with her dolls;
She now dreamed about more grown-up roles.
She had quite decent breasts,
Enjoyed flirting with guests,
And had all the appropriate holes!
LOL
She smiled,musing “It’s awfully droll,
All this talk about God and the soul;
Lots of sex, drugs and booze
Is the life one should choose,
With a sound-track of loud rock and roll!”
Mollified
Though she worried at night for her soul,
She made ends meet by being a moll.
She made love to a mobster,
For champagne and lobster;
Nice work, and quite fun, on the whole!
Secret lives
She was known as a girl with a past;
She was said by men’s wives to be fast,
But the actual facts
Of strange sexual acts,
Had they known, would have left them aghast!
Service with a smile
For a whore, she seemed awfully sweet,
Though, of course, it might all be deceit;
Still she’d been a good lay,
And, accepting her pay,
She said “Thanks. Would you like a receipt?”
Tick, tick
She decided, lest it be her doom
To live life with a cold, barren womb,
That she’d very much rather
Have sex with the father,
No matter how, when, where, or whom.
Consider the lilies of the field
Her silk panties were rather too frilly,
Her peek-a-boo bra just looked silly;
With breasts such as those,
And a cunt like a rose,
Lingerie was just gilding the lily!
Sweet meat
She was dainty, doe-eyed, fair and slender,
Almost of androgynous gender,
Small-breasted, slim hips,
Silky hair, pouting lips;
To the taste, and to touch, sweet and tender.
Self-abuse
Masturbation does nobody harm,
Though it’s looked on by some with alarm;
It won’t make you go blind,
Make you feeble of mind,
And it doesn’t grow hair on your palm!