I have been reading this section and getting bogged down with political discussions and the sort. While that's fine, occasionally it's good to laugh and be ... bawdy. Do you agree?
A remarkable race are the Persians,
They have such peculiar diversions.
They screw the whole day
In the regular way,
And save up the nights for perversions.
There was a young sailor from Brighton
Who remarked to his girl, "you're a tight one'"
She replied, "Pon my soul,
You're in the wrong hole;
There's plenty of room in the right one."
1870 (folks must have been naughty then as well!)
A pretty young maiden from France
Decided she'd 'just take a chance.'
She let herself go, For an hour or so,
And now all her sisters are aunts.
There was a young man from Iraq.
Who played the bass viol with his cock.
With tremendous erections,
He could perform selections
From Johann Sebastian Bach.
There was a young lady whose mind
Was never especially refined.
She got on her knees,
Her lover to please,
Who stuck in his prick from behind.
There was a young warrior of Parma
Who got into bed with a charmer.
She - naturally - nude,
Said, "Don't think of me rude,
But I DO wish you'd take off your armor."
There was another young fellow from China
Whose sense of verse was much finer.
He thought it divine
To end the last line
Quite suddenly.
Hugs,
Elisabeth
P.S. Resources: Internet, Big Little Book of Playboy Limericks, and The Limerick Book by Graeme Johnstone and Elsie Agnes Allen.