To inspire and cajole during National Limerick Writing Month, I turn to a book which I literally found on the steps of the Bozo Bus Bldg nearly 30 years ago. Chock full of dirty limericks, it has barely survived several moves and is falling apart. I present a few of them here, from the chapter "Strange Intercourse", behind a cut because I must protect innocent eyes (yes, you).
[Hope the formatting works on your system]
A young polo-player of Berkeley
Made love to his sweetheart berserkly
He would break off and fuck her
Though the invalid Saint of Brac
Lay all of his life on his back
And the pilgrims now stare
There once was a Duchess of Bruges
Whose cunt was incredibly huge
As he thunderously came
[ I don't speak French, so I hope that's appropriate]
A talented fuckstress, Miss Chislholm,
Was renowned for her fine paroxysm
She still spend on with zest
[Hmm... my spell checker doesn't have "detumesced" What prudes.]
[One more, loosely inspired by the Yankees 27th World Series victory]
A team playing baseball in Dallas
Called the upire a shit out of malice
The team made eight hits
Okay, enough for today. Maybe more later during NaLiWriMo. No promises.
