HUMOUR (3) LIMERICKS AND OXYMORONS
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A nympho who came from St. Jude
Loved making love in the nude She I said, “What the fuck? If I slurp and I suck. I do it because it’s so lewd.” |
While sucking his pecker in May
She cried out, Hey, What the hay?” She gave one more fast lick He came rather quick For sure, it’s the first day in May. |
One morning while sucking your dick
You said you can come really quick On this sun-shiny day On the first day of May Out of you, Dear, I get quite a kick |
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The limerick is furtive and mean
You must keep her in close quarantine Or she sneaks to the slums And promptly becomes Disorderly, drunk and obscene |
There was a young plumber named Lee
Who lay plumbing his girl by the sea. She said, “Oh! Stop plumbing! There's somebody coming!” Said the plumber, still plumbing, “It's me.” |
There was a young man from Karthoum
Took a lesbian up to his room They argued all night Over who had the right To do what, and with which, and to whom |
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There was a young fellow named Dave
Who kept a dead whore in a cave He said, "I'll admit, I'm a bit of a shit, But look at the money I save." |
There was a young fellow named Hall
Who died in the spring from a fall. T'would have been a bad thing Had he died in the spring But he didn't. He died in the fall |
There was a young girl from Rabat
Who had triplets: Nan, Pat, and Tat. It was fun in the breeding But hell in the feeding, She found she had no tit for Tat |
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There was an old man with a beard
Who said, "It's just as I feared Two owls and a hen Four larks and a wren Have all built their nests in my beard.” |
There was an enchanting young bride
Who ate many green apples and died The apples fermented Inside the lamented And made cider inside her inside |
There once was a mathematician
Who preferred an exotic position T'was the joy of his life To achieve with his wife Topologically complex coition |
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A swimmer whose clothing got strewed
By breezes that left her quite nude Saw a man come along, And unless we are wrong You expected this line to be lewd |
There was a young lady from Nachez
Whose clothing was always in patches When she was asked why She replied with a sigh “Because, when Ah itches, Ah scratches.” |
A Canadian guy they call Jim
Took his wife to the beach on a whim They tossed and they tossed A ball that got lost Now both of them knows how to swim |
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Your name-calling's slightly moronic
Jim fashioned a replica optic Now Perli's renewed And Facebook got screwed He conned all the pixels robotic |
Now Perli I say this for certain
Your shack was without a curtain And one day in Autumn You scorched your old bottom By doing bad items verboten |
An older old hag we’ll call Perli
Whose hair was yellow and curly She had always her fun When she fucked an old nun Catholics will never tell, verily? |
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The clothes Perli's wearing are grey
But that’s not a problem, they say For alas and forsooth She’ll put on houndstooth If fashion’s at all here at play |
Perli once had an old lover
Who said, “They will never discover The slits in my pants Were made by old aunts Who loved fucking dogs they called Rover.” |
Hey Perli your east-facing window-sill
Is full of white tulips from Baldwinsville Know this and I say For back in the day We found your conundrum uphill |
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There was a young lady from Yap
Who had acne all over her map In her interstices Lurked a far worse disease Commonly known to most folks as the clap |
There once was a girl named Irene
Who lived on distilled kerosene But she started absorbin' A new hydrocarbon Since then she has never benzene |
There was a young man from Nantucket
Whose prick was so long he could suck it He said with a grin As he wiped off his chin “If my ear were a cunt I would fuck it.” |
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While Titian was mixing rose madder
His model ascended a ladder Her position to Titian Suggested coition So he climbed up the ladder and had her |
There once was a nympho named Jill
Who tried dynamite just for a thrill They found her vagina In North Carolina And bits of her tits in Brazil |
A man got a look at the titty
Of the well-endowed, curvy Miss Kitty He imagined his life With that gal as his wife In his harem at Casa de Mitty |
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A mischievous young whore from Perdue
Filled her vagina with glue She said with a grin If they pay to get in They can pay to get out of it too |
There once was a man in a bucket
Played rugby with friends and would ruck it One day he missed out On selection no doubt So the next day he told them to fuck it |
A chicken ran fast 'cross a road
Upon leaving her comfy abode When they asked of her "Why?" She replied "To get pie Slightly warmed in a dish a la mode." |
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A crafty young bard named McMahon
Whose poetry never would scan Once said, with a pause “It's probably because I'm always trying to cram as many extra syllables into the last line as I possibly can.” |
There once was a fellow from Dundas
Whose balls were made of brass When they clanged together, They played "Stormy Weather" And lightning shot out of his ass |
About lim’ricks, I truly have passion
I guess that it's love in a fashion For a rhyme is like breathing And without it I’m seething Have compassion; don’t ask me to ration |
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Birthdays can be so traumatic
The years counted by are so frantic "Don't worry," they say, Like the first day in May The fellatio's always fantastic." |
There once was a fellow from Kent
Whose pecker was crooked and bent When he ran into trouble He shoved it in double And instead of coming he went |
There once was a girl from Anheuser
Who thought that no man could surprise her But Pabst took a chance Found Shlitz in her pants And now she is sadder Budweiser |
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There was a young fellow from Norway
Who hung by his heels from the doorway He said with a grin As his girlfriend walked in "Look dear, I've just found one more way." |
Two brothers named Wong couldn't quite
Pull off their first aero-plane flight When their rig crashed and burned They finally learned Two Wongs do not make a Wright |
There was a young fellow named Clyde
Who fell in an outhouse and died Along came his brother And fell in another Now they're buried, (interred) side by side |
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There was a young fellow of Lyme
Who lived with three wives at a time. When asked, “Why the third?” He replied, “One’s absurd, “And bigamy, sir, is a crime.” - Anonymous |
There was a sweet lassie named Harriet
Who would take on two lads in a chariot, Six monks and four tailors, Nine priests and eight sailors, Mohammed and Judas Iscariot. - Anonymous |
An uncertain young woman named Fern
Was so great she had lovers to burn. She got into bed With both Johnny and Fred And didn’t know which way to turn. - Anonymous |
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There once were two ladies from Wingham
Now I`ll tell you a story concerning 'em They lifted the frock And diddled the cock Of the Bishop as he was confirming 'em A geezer who lived in Mount Vain
Looked south for his brother Omain Both Sandy and Rick Two nipples, one dick Went off to Jamaica in vain |
Now the bishop was nobody's fool
Cuz he`d been to a large public school So he dropped down his britches And diddled those bitches With his six-inch Episcopal tool There was an old fart from Mount Vain
Who looked for a guy named Omain Both Sandy and Rick Had no luck to pick For they went to Jamaica in vain |
Said one girl as the Bishop withdrew,
“Not bad for a Bishop, 'tis true. But the prick of the vicar Is thicker and quicker And three inches longer than you!” A woman whose hair was in strands
Met gentlemen from western oil lands She rented her twat Each hour, she was bought By tar men and girls from the Northland |
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There’s no place that’s less adversarial
Than that wonderful province Ontario Christian, Moslem or Jew They don’t care what you do You’re respected from birth unto burial |
Two seniors set out on a trek
Through the mountains of northern Quebec All went very well Till they found a hotel And then she just wanted to neck |
A visiting nun from New Brunswick
Saw a doctor in downtown Ahuntsic She immediately knew This was worse than the flu The doc said,“Tabernac this nun’s sick!” |
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In Quebec everyone except moi
Speaks a French that they call Quebecois I just sit there and grin While I eat my poutin ‘Cause Francais je ne parle pas |
The winters in old Manitoba
Are atrociously cold when you’re sober That’s why in Winnipeg They drink beer by the keg Commencing in early October |
Ask any farmer in Saskatchewan
The province out west there, that’s the one Want a duck or a goose? A deer or a moose? He’ll jump in his pickup and catch you one |
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A young girl with black hair in strands
Met a guy from Alberta with soiled hands Although she was purty She liked her men dirty Now they play like two kids in tar sands |
I’m a rancher, a farmer, a herder
A cowboy, and let me say further Every cow shows my brand And I own all the land Between Calgary and Lethbridge Alberta |
A suntan is sure to become ya
So go visit British Columbia In the sunshine you’ll roast You’ll just love the west coast Though the rain will eventually numb ya |
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A helicopter pilot from Newfoundland
Could best be described as aloof and bland If he came to a town And wished to put down He would simply pick out a flat roof and land |
Last spring on the top floor we stare again
At our skyscraper’s resident peregrine She takes care of her chicks Shows them bird-hunting tricks We hope that next spring she’ll be there again |
When stationed in Camp Petawawa
As a mascot we had a chihuahua He went with us to war But alas, he’s no more He was killed sniffing bombs in Okinawa |
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Excuse me kind Sir, is this Newfoundland?
I don’t know it’s a question of who found land If I found land, few would consider it new ‘tWould be Newfoundland only if you found land Two hundred women and counting
May gather together in flounting The love-style of James "Made me feel like a dame." She said, of his lovemaking, ever so daunting |
A car dealer in Tuktoyaktuk
Put a truck bed on an old Bangkok tuc-tuc Now the dealership thrives As everyone drives A Tuktoyaktuk Toyota tuc-tuc truck There once was a man they called Jim
Who lived life much of his life on a whim A ladies' man, sure His technique will endure When soon comes the new millenium |
You can’t help but feel the emotion
And the bond people have with the ocean Have a swim, catch a fish Visit Antigonish There’s so much to being Nova Scotian There once was a woman on nine
Who wrote with her pen so sublime When a man gets a view Of her scintillating cue He writes, as one hopes, just in time |
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An Irishman was often prone to mutter
Peeked through a hole in a shutter All he could see Was a prostitute’s knee And the bum of the chap that was up her |
I once had a lovely vibration
It felt like Grand Central Station. She turned to the right And to my delight She said, "Let's have a sex-filled vacation" |
You and Me me are meant to be,
We will face the challenges whatever will be. Thank you for the trust, care and love, You showed me what the real definition of love. |
N.B. Limerick authors include Adrian De Kuyper, Jamyca Soria, Jim Sheldrick and of course, Anonymous
Oxymorons
An oxymoron, (from Greek ὀξύμωρον, "sharp dull") is a figure of speech that combines contradictory terms. Oxymora appear in a variety of contexts, including inadvertent errors such as ground pilot and literary oxymorons crafted to reveal a paradox.
An oxymoron, (from Greek ὀξύμωρον, "sharp dull") is a figure of speech that combines contradictory terms. Oxymora appear in a variety of contexts, including inadvertent errors such as ground pilot and literary oxymorons crafted to reveal a paradox.
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steel wool
constant change jumbo shrimp ladies' man pretty ugly pro contra epoch times marineland uninvited guest found missing old news bittersweet medical miracle |
civil disobedience
double solitaire terribly good barely dressed act naturally resident alien settle up somewhat irrefutable sweet tart terribly nice never again growing smaller |
alone together
anxious patient rolling stop invisible ink abundant poverty zero deficit virginal intercourse free trade beaver moon organized confusion only choice paid volunteer |
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Quotables are brought you by Nestor Golditz.
Most people aren't paying for sex. They're paying for the girl to leave.
The Dow is falling faster than a whore falls to her knees after you give her a $100 bill.
Play me some gestation music while we fuck.
A decent provision for the poor is the true test of civilization.
Canada Customs couldn't conduct a one car funeral without screwing up.
Whoever says, "May the best man win" never asks a woman to play.
Fifty shades of paranoid delusional, narcissistic personality disorder.
A loyal friend is worth a thousand relatives.
An empty kettle emits no steam.
For the happiest life, days should be rigorously planned; nights left open to chance.
It's better to be thought a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.
You're mother has no reason to be proud of you. She should have tossed the baby in the blue bin and raised the placenta instead.
She looks really ugly; like the back of my nutsack after a hockey game.
Never sleep with anyone crazier than yourself.
She's crazier than a shit house rat!
He's not worth a piece of squirrel skin stretched over a mosquito's ass.
Like a busted toilet, the left keeps bringing up the same shit every time.
That's all we need in this country; more twenty- somethings sniffing their big paychecks up their noses.
"I certainly wish you would have invented a more reasonable story. I feel distinctly like an idiot repeating it".
Peter Lorre to Humphrey Bogart in The Maltese Falcon
We don't have to be imprisoned by choices we've made in the past.
I like to reminisce with people I don't know. I know it takes a little longer, but at least we can have the conversation.
I don't know the key to success but I know the key to failure is trying to please everybody. Bill Cosby
True intelligence is the ability to understand and empathize with all points of view.
I have a few good reasons for living
And one just entered my head
If a man can't drink while he's living
How the Hell can he drink when he's dead?
If you always tell the truth, you don't have to remember what you said. Mark Twain
it's easier to fool someone than to convince someone they're being fooled. Mark Twain
If you can achieve something without a struggle, it's not going to be satisfying.
A physician can bury his mistakes but an architect can only advise his clients to plant vines.
"Never play anything that don't sound right. You might not make any money but at least won't get hostile with yourself."
Quote from Reggie Duval who was a dance hall pianist and good friend of Hoagy Carmichael.
God is a bronze age mechanism of social manipulation.
Religion is like a penis. So don't try to shove it down my family's throat.
America is England's fault.
You're a pack of chintzy pizmires.
Here's to ya. Who's like ya. Damn few and they're all dead. Moir's the pity!
You sheep shaggers, goat-fuckers and rug flyers: all you people, wake up and smell the brimstone!
Most people aren't paying for sex. They're paying for the girl to leave.
The Dow is falling faster than a whore falls to her knees after you give her a $100 bill.
Play me some gestation music while we fuck.
A decent provision for the poor is the true test of civilization.
Canada Customs couldn't conduct a one car funeral without screwing up.
Whoever says, "May the best man win" never asks a woman to play.
Fifty shades of paranoid delusional, narcissistic personality disorder.
A loyal friend is worth a thousand relatives.
An empty kettle emits no steam.
For the happiest life, days should be rigorously planned; nights left open to chance.
It's better to be thought a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.
You're mother has no reason to be proud of you. She should have tossed the baby in the blue bin and raised the placenta instead.
She looks really ugly; like the back of my nutsack after a hockey game.
Never sleep with anyone crazier than yourself.
She's crazier than a shit house rat!
He's not worth a piece of squirrel skin stretched over a mosquito's ass.
Like a busted toilet, the left keeps bringing up the same shit every time.
That's all we need in this country; more twenty- somethings sniffing their big paychecks up their noses.
"I certainly wish you would have invented a more reasonable story. I feel distinctly like an idiot repeating it".
Peter Lorre to Humphrey Bogart in The Maltese Falcon
We don't have to be imprisoned by choices we've made in the past.
I like to reminisce with people I don't know. I know it takes a little longer, but at least we can have the conversation.
I don't know the key to success but I know the key to failure is trying to please everybody. Bill Cosby
True intelligence is the ability to understand and empathize with all points of view.
I have a few good reasons for living
And one just entered my head
If a man can't drink while he's living
How the Hell can he drink when he's dead?
If you always tell the truth, you don't have to remember what you said. Mark Twain
it's easier to fool someone than to convince someone they're being fooled. Mark Twain
If you can achieve something without a struggle, it's not going to be satisfying.
A physician can bury his mistakes but an architect can only advise his clients to plant vines.
"Never play anything that don't sound right. You might not make any money but at least won't get hostile with yourself."
Quote from Reggie Duval who was a dance hall pianist and good friend of Hoagy Carmichael.
God is a bronze age mechanism of social manipulation.
Religion is like a penis. So don't try to shove it down my family's throat.
America is England's fault.
You're a pack of chintzy pizmires.
Here's to ya. Who's like ya. Damn few and they're all dead. Moir's the pity!
You sheep shaggers, goat-fuckers and rug flyers: all you people, wake up and smell the brimstone!
HUMOUR (3) LIMERICKS AND OXYMORONS
