limerick

The Boss is Back in Town




The boss is back at work
What reason for this quirk
A month sans boss
is what we have lost
and now I can't even smirk

a response to my limerick




This limerick phase actually began on the off topic forum of the The Photo Forum. So, in response to A sad night out, someone responded with the following limerick:

Jocose had a story to tell
Of an evening that went straight to hell
He hit on a chick, who did have a prick
Which apparently ended the spell!

To which, I responded thus:

It was a rough time I admits
I prefer the girlie bits
But I'm not above
Accepting love
as long as s/he has some tits

Just when you thought it was over, there's more




The boss is finally on leave
And everyone's relieved
There's a lilt in my step
And pleased to accept
Her gift of a one-month reprieve

A sad night out




I went to a bar in town
My sorrows intending to drown
Became quite drunk
and who woulda thunk
that I'd wake up in a gown

My goal was to get quite pissed
to my dismay I missed
The girl with the rack
Was really quite stacked
To take her home I wished

I went and chatted her up
An invitation to sup
She laughed in my face
and to my disgrace
Into her lap I threw up

The bouncer then appeared
and things got really weird
The lights came on
and reality dawned
The well stacked chick had a beard

And so I returned to my home
and I'm swearing off the foam
I'll stick with the chicks
without any pricks
And I'll never have to groan

Are we bored with limericks yet?




He saw a hole to plug
He looked around and shrugged
He dropped his drawers
Spreading clothes on the floor
and filled the hole with a mug.

The Staff Meeting




She talks like a bobble head
Yakking but nothing said
With her mouth a yobbin'
And her head a bobbin'
Sometimes I wish I were dead!

Still more Lims




With nipples poking through,
there's nothing else to do.
I'll suck and I'll bite
All through the night,
until she gets me to goo.

Don't mean to be a runt
for speaking so very blunt;
but the smell is devine
I could eat all the time.
I'm talking about a ...

In the chat rooms he would stay
until he learned that day:
the girl that he met
on the internet,
was a man whose name was Jay!

Today's limerick




The girls that he meets proclaim
The sight of his body's a shame
Small in the groin
can be quite annoyin'
He'd like just one to remain.

how 'bout a limerick fer ya laddie?




Jocose had talents untold
was rather low in the gold
an idea in the rough
of girls in the buff
Jocose was not so bold

My boss is a pain in the rear.
The thing she needs is clear.
A very good lay,
Will improve her day.
Would take a lot of beer!