tequila's blog: "Limericks"

There once was a man from Peru Who dreamed he was eating his shoe He woke with a fright in the middle of the night To find that his dream had come true.

There once was an artist named Saint, Who swallowed some samples of paint. All shades of the spectrum Flowed out of his rectum With a colourful lack of restraint.

There once was a young lady named bright Whose speed was much faster than light She set out one day In a relative way And returned on the previous night

A bather whose clothing was strewed By winds that left her quite nude Saw a man come along And unless we are wrong You expected this line to be lewd

There once was a man from kanass Who's nuts were made out of brass in stormy weather he'd clack them together and lightning shot out of his ass

There once was a man from Peru Who had a lot of growing up to do, He'd ring a doorbell, then run like hell, Until the owner shot him with a .22