Friday, April 17, 2020

Just the Good Stuff

A list of last lines from bawdy limericks.

So the town never sleeps after dark.
Fuck after fuck after fuck?
For after he fucked her, he ate her
Like Father John's thumb after mass
And the other we'll try after marriage.
One fore, and one aft, and one oral
And the general effect was quite lovely.
He went out in the yard and ate dung
For the thing she called "Utterly-utta!"
In the archiepiscopal pants.
His nose out of private affairs.
Again, and again, and again
Won't you do it again, Sir? Bis! Bis!
Against pinches, and pins in the ass."
And fell down again from the smell.
And the band at the Waldorf-Astoria.
And now she is just a plain whore again.
For I certainly don't want to sin again.
And I do it again and again.
And ate up the whole afterbirth.
The scent-ah, that was a failure
Ah, you're changing the t to a p!
Is the squid that I keep in the sink
Or a goat, or whatever is handy
With the aid of his constable's truncheon
He rogered the national School.
And other odd mammals
Now ain't this a hell of a fug!
Ain't that foresight for ya?
Said she, You mean that ain't your finger?
But that ain't my prick-it's a spike.
If you've slept with that sonofabitch again
I'm surprised that by now they ain't mamas.
Ain't it grand and realistic!
But I don't feel as good as I did
This ain't a cunt-it's a corridor
With his backside awave in the air
It shot off in the air like a rocket
And was washed down the aisle on the froth
The arse on our parson needs fixin
But alas he was only a eunuch
Felt dear Alfred's delicious arse wriggle
And they promptly refunded his stub
And all he could shit was spaghetti
For all he had left was the skin
And bought her a chastity girdle
And now all her sisters are aunts
For which all her lovers may thank her
All got clap in their hindermost region
And framed, within miniature cunts
The waiters were all hanging low
And the doctors all fainted away
And the worst is, they all do it well
And dived in all covered with drool
To all but the spermatozoa
That he soon had her cunt all asmokin

(From a scholarly lexiconography paper discovered by Brother Todd).

[Originally posted on Rebel Leady Boy, Apr. 29, 2006]

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