There was a young maid from Leicester
who tried to scam an investor
into putting his cash
in an off-shore cache
when along came the plod to arrest her.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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Good limerick Michael.
You certainly need the candles to warm some Churches.
Cheers Andy
Oh lol a good write and pic M.
Morning Orchi - hope you slept well.
Yes thanks M. The night was dark again. Are they always?!
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Good one, OK my juices are flowing...here's one off the cuff:-
a demonstrative lassie from manchester
fell in love with a fellow protestor
her amourous manner
at the sight of his banner
turned her into a sexual molester
ho-hum
Thanks for the laugh dusk . Mind those juices!
Haha enjoyed this one as much as the last Michael. Well done!
That's great - although they can often be a bit 'blue' I tend to keep them on the clean side of 'decent'.
police be seated until the next verse.... which I hope shall be tomorra.. nice one squire... Neville
Ay up Neville - yup - I'll inflict another of these on you tomorrow then back to other stuff.
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Oohh I'm not going to Manchester then - swoon! (DA limerick). Banner?!
Could go to Womanchester or is it Womanchest - err no that doesn't sound right.
You got that crossing?! We need speed bumps on a long-ish straight road near us.
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