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i am extremely impressed
by the manner in which they addressed their issues in line with the rhythm and rhyme so keep going! i think it's the best. |
Standing in the middle
Of this non-sensical riddle I gasp amazed That no one comes to my gaze Chilling in the cellar People of all the globe Come to talk and holler About their crazy flow >(flow=Life) |
remember the good ole days?
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There was a young lass called Brianna
Who had quite a workman-like manner She said, "What can I do When I'm nuts for a screw But pleasure myself with a spanner?!" |
There once was a young Sundae Girl
With hair like the sun and a curl; A Man chatted her up And asked her to sup But for nought as she wanted an Earl |
When the weather's hot and sticky
That's no time for dunkin' dickie. But when the frost is on the pumpkin That's the time for dickie dunkin'. Not a limerick, but I posted it anyway. |
I clicked on this thread unaware
Of the insults that here would be shared. Some comments were witty and some were quite shitty. Not all showed a limerick flair. |
A dwellar named for the lime
disparaged our flair for the rhyme Don't be so picky here, have a lime rick-y and a visually punny old time. |
If true, Radar's in love with his wife
So, Ut, why all the strife Who cares where she's from or is this a blogrom Radar you're crazy but have a great life. |
a saucy young lass called ducknuts,
when asked if she liked rounded butts and dared by sir noodle won't care if she's sued'll drop trou' and post her half-bare butt up |
there once was a shut up and die
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that had his cock glued to his thigh?
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he liked to go jogging
instead of a flogging that way it won't shoot in his eye |
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