I heard two amazing limericks today. The first was the most disgusting poem I've ever encountered, until the second came along. So here they are.
There was a young maid from Azores
Whose cunt was all covered in sores.
Even dogs in the street
Would not eat the green meat
That hung, in festoons, from her drawers.
It's the use of "festoons" that really makes that a shining example of the genre.
And the second.
There once was a lady from Meath
Who loved to suck cock with her teeth.
It wasn't the cum
That upset her young tum
But the puss from the scabs underneath.
Meath is a small village near to me. I've seen the place and the residents and I'm pretty sure that's a true story.
Any other limericks would be welcome!


























