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There was a young man called Otto
Who was often thought to be blotto
He had a strong shandy one day
And was heard to say
'There's no shirt stains on my new photo'
HerbyFlowers
I've finally worked out the scam
Pawnriots got this devilish plan
He "skypes" answers to quizzes
Yep ...to Holt and his Mrs
Gawd ..I can't tell you how gutted I am
samod1
There was a young man called Otto
Who was often thought to be blotto
He had a strong shandy one day
And was heard to say
'There's no shirt stains on my new photo'
HerbyFlowers
I've finally worked out the scam
Pawnriots got this devilish plan
He "skypes" answers to quizzes
Yep ...to Holt and his Mrs
Gawd ..I can't tell you how gutted I am
samod1
His excuse? he was tired
Or perhaps he was just wired
But in the end it didnt matter
Because the king he did batter
All of poor old parrot9s cred
montybrogan
With all these anonymous limerick makers
It's hard to tell who are the fakers
And those who seem to think
That they can tickle us pink
Without facing their forsakers
montybrogan
There was a guy called anony
Who thought it rather funny
To laugh at his peers
Without facing any jeers
Was his first name donny?
montybrogan>
A boorish alcoholic named sandi
Fancied himself a socialist dandy
But as an activist, i fear
He's rather small beer
More like half a shandy
germansevorin
There was a lock forward called Brogan
Who drove in a rusty old Shogun
But, with savings in bag
He bought a new Jag
And went out and pulled Gabby Logan
holtmild
Bish had to ask pawnriot
To keep his limericks quiet
If you keep that rubbish up
Said thebishop
We'll cut out your liver and fry it
parrot9
A habit obscene and unsavory
Holds 67's dear Bishop in slavery
Midst hootings and howls
He deflowers young owls
Which he keeps in an underground aviary
maurycy
A chap from the Borders saw red
At the Goidelic road signs ahead
"Gaelic's OK in Barra
Or even Altnaharra
But not down in Gretna", he said
mirrorman
Some nights 67's a bit dreary
Souless quiet an eerie
'Til a buzz goes around
Our Herbies in town
Suddenly everyone's up for a quizzie
samod1
There was a young man called Biggie
Who in choosing a mate was picky
djlogan and he
Fitted to a tee
But convincing the parents was tricky
Wasteoftime
There was a grandmaster called Short
Not always a likeable sort
At the Isle of Man
They said "Nigel, you can
Piss off back to Greece on a boat"
Mirrorman
Remember the Dane named wot?
He tried to have sex with a bot!
Banging away
Day after day
Till the bot a cute wot-bot begot
Camellia
A dashing young chap called Matt
Couldn't wait to move out of his flat
He thought, "Playing chess
Got me into this mess"
So now he just talks to his cat
Mirrorman
There once was a guy called Biggie
Who asked for a date with Twiggy
She smirked and laughed
And he was quite naffed
When she started to take the micky
MAdBorg
There was a young man called Sevorin
The Scottish-most Scouser there's ever been
All the teachers he met
Thought he was a pet
Until they discerned all his devilin'
Wasteoftime
An extreme guy called lesbianduck
One morning took part in a ruck
His aggressor, a junkie
Made sure he stayed funky
By planting him firmly in muck
Sheerdude
Dear Flowergirl lives out in the West
And to all of us, she is the best.
In all of Nevada
There's no-one works harder.
I think she deserves a good rest!
Holtmild
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