Revenge of the Dirty Limericks

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Written by Seshat

Wednesday, 30 April 2008

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As a token of his love,

Glossy pearls white as dove;

To grace her swollen lips

From which he deftly slips,

And spills his passion from above.

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It's shameful, this I know

But to suckle your big toe

Or to toungue it's salty tang,

Between my thighs, it sends a pang.

Just this and I shoot like a bow.

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Bath-time for Ernie was no strain

With his duckie's squeaky refrain.

But it was loved way too much

And swallowed up in his clutch

To dissapear down a hole, not a drain.

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