Someone mentioned poetry in a thread earlier and it reminded my of something I had thought up during the week;
A Cork girl once did say
That she really wanted to play,
So to party she started,
And by no means half-hearted,
As a swinger she’s going to stay!
Obviously I spent an entire minute agonising over writing it.
Anyway, write a limerick about yourself, or an encounter.
Must be an original, if its one you’ve heard before we probably all have.
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a randy old bloke from kilkenny,
realised he wasn't getting any.
so he started to flirt,
and took off his shirt,
And now he's the envy of many !
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from wexford a man did hail,
who selected a wench to impail.
unfortunately for him,
her name was really jim,
Now his equipment is rather frail.
(i live on the border 
)
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alas, no. i'm not irish
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i'm mortified - had been expecting the call to be the new laureate.
(and where's my signature gone ?)
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ah, i see. so where are you from ?
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or is yours not showing cos the people's republic of cork has never really been part of the free state ?
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ah, thanks avalon, that explains it
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There once was a brit abroad,
Who decided he'd got rather bored.
So he went on the net,
Some action to get,
But found most of his mail was ignored.
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i never had any students like that :upset:
LOL god damn they were funny as hell 
In the city center of Galway,
was a man who enjoyed foreplay.
Felling quite randy,
and with his cock in his handy,
set off for a quick shag in...Norway...
Ok, so that last bit didnt make much sense...but trying to rhyme with "Galway" is feckin hard! haha
In the city center of Galway,
was a man who enjoyed foreplay.
Felling quite randy,
and with his cock in his handy,
set off for a quick shag in...Norway...
Ok, so that last bit didnt make much sense...but trying to rhyme with "Galway" is feckin hard! haha Warming the Bed
There was a young lass from belfast,
who was worried her time had passed.
so she hurriedly phoned,
to try to get boned,
But her corset remained stuck fast.
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there was a man from armagh
who enticed a young lady to his car.
give it a good tug,
he said with a shrug,
he was last heard crying for his ma !
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There was a poor man from Lahinch,
Whose member was little more than an inch.
When called to perform,
He looked so forlorn,
He had to be guided in using a winch.
There once was a man called Bill
who didn't know how to sit still.
So he went out one day
and he got a good lay,
and now all he does is just chill!
Would yez just look at that piece of Art-work!!
OMFGGG!! I couldn't write a Limerick in School if ya fecin paid me to do it and here I am!! This Site really is educational in lots of ways!!
who didn't know how to sit still.
So he went out one day
and he got a good lay,
and now all he does is just chill!
Would yez just look at that piece of Art-work!!
OMFGGG!! I couldn't write a Limerick in School if ya fecin paid me to do it and here I am!! This Site really is educational in lots of ways!!
Naked on the sands.
I find myself impatient these last days
For though the sky is bright and blue
Still this North and Eastly wind stays
Cold, and I am missing you.
I bide our time, for time now close again
For holding hands and talking
On our beach. And naked there remain
When most have gone, together walking.
And when it's here, we once more can hold,
Each other, kiss, and naked on the sand
Make love, while seagulls scold
The breaking waves along our golden strand.
Then under stars and moonlight I adore
To feel you rise, your beauty silver, clear
And watch you walking naked to the shore
It's everything I hold and love so dear.
So hurry Summer sun and quickly warm
This sea and sand where naked we can play.
Behind is gone the Winter wind and storm
To spend a little time in love, this way.
(For my beautiful naked lover N)
I find myself impatient these last days
For though the sky is bright and blue
Still this North and Eastly wind stays
Cold, and I am missing you.
I bide our time, for time now close again
For holding hands and talking
On our beach. And naked there remain
When most have gone, together walking.
And when it's here, we once more can hold,
Each other, kiss, and naked on the sand
Make love, while seagulls scold
The breaking waves along our golden strand.
Then under stars and moonlight I adore
To feel you rise, your beauty silver, clear
And watch you walking naked to the shore
It's everything I hold and love so dear.
So hurry Summer sun and quickly warm
This sea and sand where naked we can play.
Behind is gone the Winter wind and storm
To spend a little time in love, this way.
(For my beautiful naked lover N)
