There once was an old man named John
Who when he was really turned-on
Would jump in the air
Shake his old derriere
Then fall in a heap on the lawn
The young girls would come to his side
All giggling and eyes open wide
They’d see what’s in his pants
Then they’d hazard a chance
And ask, “John can we please have a ride?”
He’d nod his head then he’d say, “Sure.”
“Just help me get inside the door.
For old age is unkind,
So, you must bear in mind,
Only three-at-a-time and no more!”
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A contest entry
- Limerick-Majig by WiCcAnXtWiStEd.
300 points, ended December 6, 2007, 5 entries
Silver trophy winner
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i like the last line "only three-at-a-at-time and no more!" it makes the poem so cute.
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LMAO, no one can write Limericks as good as you. These are great!
Love,
Amera♥
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AWESOME.... its funny because i decided to use john because thats my boyfriends name... and i think you hit the nail right on the head, great job!
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cute and funny. Good luck in the contest.
Smile,
Judy
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