There once was a lady most odd
Who wanted a baby by God
But it wasn't the Almighty
Who got up her nightie
But the verger, the randy old sod.
There's a variation:
There was a young girl from Cape Cod
Who thought that babies were given by God.
But twas not the Almighty
Who hitched up her nightie,
Twas Rodger the lodger, the sod.
I notice the previous limerick was unfinished so I'll just complete it:
Though to lower the tone I’d eschew
The use of nice words - wouldn't you?
I would never say ****
(a word rhyming with "duck"?)
At least you used asterisks. Phew!
And on with the current one:
There once was a happy giraffe
Who claimed to be game for a laugh
She entered the ship
I notice the previous limerick was unfinished so I'll just complete it:
Though to lower the tone I’d eschew
The use of nice words - wouldn't you?
I would never say ****
(a word rhyming with "duck"?)
At least you used asterisks. Phew!
And on with the current one:
There once was a happy giraffe
Who claimed to be game for a laugh
She entered the ship
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An outrageous Old Lady of Kew
But I cannot reveal them to you...
That needs another syllable to scan, doesn't it?
There's a variation:
There was a young girl from Cape Cod
Who thought that babies were given by God.
But twas not the Almighty
Who hitched up her nightie,
Twas Rodger the lodger, the sod.
In his cassock and cotta
Until he was sacked in disgrace.
There once was a happy giraffe
Though to lower the tone I’d eschew
The use of nice words - wouldn't you?
I would never say ****
(a word rhyming with "duck"?)
At least you used asterisks. Phew!
And on with the current one:
There once was a happy giraffe
Who claimed to be game for a laugh
She entered the ship
When she tumbled and slipped…
There was an Old Man with some Jam
There once was a lady from Rye
A man who lived high in a lighthouse
There was an Old Lady of Dublin
Which packed such a wallop,
That all her insides began bubblin'
(I'll get me coat).
While riding along on my cycle
(Ogden Nash levels of pronunciation required.)