limericks etc

dusk arising

 

she stood on the bridge at midnite
ooh,my mistake, the gal's a trannie
but you really have to make certain
so i checked and the 'gal'
has no fanny

-

the vicar and the choirboy

were pouring communion wine

he enquired

how many fingers you'd like sir?

and slyly slipped in all five.



hooker Molly didnt like tuesdays
there was never enough cash around
so instead of posh haunts and hotels
she settled for whatever she found



disappointed in love and marriages
Mable screwed in railway carriages
in her dishevelled dress
on the Bournemouth express
she uncoupled the doorman from Claridges

  • Author: dusk arising (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 7th, 2020 10:52
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  • Poetic Dan

    Ha ha! Love it my friend

    Great laugh before my M25 drive back Home!

  • Neville

    delightfully up close and dirty... skilfully penned my poetic friend....

    made me chuckle .. no end..

    Neville



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