there was a young girl from the coast
you could have her way faster than most
for the price of a snack
she'd lay down on her back
or down on all fours for french toast
old Gladys from down at Southend
had desperate need of a friend
she was hardly top billing
but for nine or ten shillings
alright for a dirty weekend
that dastardly fellow from evesham
wherever did he get all his evil from
inside rotten as a pear
he would fart everywhere
feigning innocence, forever deceiving 'em
there was a young man from high wycomb
cor blimey he didnt half pick 'em
one gal had three nipples
and after a tipple
the bugger would get down and lick 'em
the spritely young vicar at st giles
kept the best young boys choir in the isles
rehearsals were rigourous
his tutorials vigorous
and all the lads suffered with piles
- Author: dusk arising ( Offline)
- Published: May 15th, 2019 00:17
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a bit of fun
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Poetic Dan
Comments8
I know that guy from Evesham, he goes to our church!
St Giles?
Ohh swoon! lol.
I hope you covered Fido's ears when you read those out to the budgie.
Ah great work da
A bit of baudy filth keeps the world spinning.
Orchi is going to have a fit! Swoon all over the place. And to add insult to injury - if you had capitalized the D in the title you would have batted 1000.
I'm still waiting.
They haven't brought him to yet...........
Lol I like this a lot actually.
Thank you ELTZ.
And we are all the better for it, as I ain't a pheasant plucker I'm a pheasant plucker's son!
Great share
Always appreciated
Thats another feather in your cap then.
Well written limericks are always so 'diculous', as are these.
Thnx
Just having a bit of light hearted creative fun. Thank you.
extraordinarily guffaw able to say the least..... Neville 🙂
Welcome home Neville. Guffaw all u can, just dont swallow yer teef.
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