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A young piggy-patriot named Pearl
was arrested for straightening her curl.
The pigs did contend,
her tail she'd pretend,
was a glorious flag to unfurl.
 
 
 
I've been studying all night and I'm tired,
But I can't sleep because I'm so wired.
So I'll play on the net
'Stead of going to bed,
And my tests will seem a quagmire.
 
 
 
There once was a girl named Megan
Who wore pink and red leggins
People in class
Told her to sit on glass
But she said no it might rip my leggins.
 
 
 
There was a young girl from Rabat,
who had triplets, Nat, Pat and Tat;
It was fun in the breeding,
But hell in the feeding,
When she found she had no tit for Tat.
 
 
 
There once was a Kangaroo
Who lived in a large zoo
He had a big pouch
when he fell he said ouch
That was pretty stupid too
 
 
 
There once was a cowboy named Boone,
Who always hung out in a saloon,
He sat on a thistle,
And boy, did he whistle,
And he sat, picking them out by the moon.
 
 
 
There once was a lad named McGuire
who became an accomplished old liar
then one day he ran away
when he came back he's on fire
 
 
 
A mouse in her room woke Miss Doud
Who was frightened and screamed very loud
Then a happy thought hit her
To scare off the critter
She sat up in bed and just meowed
 
 
 
There once was a man named Juan
who everyone noticed was gone
they look all around
he was nowhere to be found
then they saw him come out from the john
 
 
 
A critic refused, as reviewer,
To read the obscene and impure;
He soon left the scene
For the books that were clean,
just kept getting fewer and fewer.
 
 
 
There once was an old guy from Ruit
who wouldn't eat nothin' but fruit
he danced with the dog
had tea with a hog
which made most the people eat soup
 
 
 
There once was a girl whose name was Jen.
Whose room was as messy as a pig pen
It got so cluttered
She shook and muttered
Oh, but everything blends, AMEN.
 
 
 
There once was a demon named Bob
Who was contented to plunder and rob
He shot out lost souls
Through tiny nose holes
For that was his long-lasting job.
 
 
 
There was a young lady named Maud,
Who was the most terribly fraud.
She never was able
to eat at the table
but when in the larder, Oh gawd.
 
 
 
There once was a little creature,
Who had an unusual feature.
He flew here from Mars,
To raid all the bars,
Then he got spanked by his teacher.
 
 
 
There was an old man of Philly,
Who was hooked on the movie Free Willy.
He quit his job at the jail,
for a dolphin and whale,
And so was the life of Wee Willy.
 
 
 
There once was a guy named Dirk,
Who had a friend named Kirk.
They went up a hill,
Found a dollar bill,
And got coffee at Central Perk.
 
 
 
There was a young fellow called Binn
Who was so excessively thin
That when he essayed
To drink lemonade
He slipped through the straw and fell in.
 
 
 
I know a Prince named Will,
Who's mother has been killed.
Oh, he loved her so,
And with tears he showed,
How truly her love was real.
 
 
 
There was a young maid from Madras
Who had a magnificent ass;
Not rounded and pink,
As you probably think---
It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.
 
 
 
There once was a guy named Kyle,
Who always loved to smile.
He went to the fair,
Tripped over a bear,
Now there's a lawsuit file.
 
 
 
There was a young lady named Harris
Whom nothing could ever embarrass
'Til the salts that she shook
In the bath that she took
Turned out to be Plaster of Paris.
 
 
 
There once was a lady, Ilene,
Who liver on distilled kerosene,
But she started absorbin'
A new hydrocarbon
and since then she'd never benzene
 
 
 
To manage to keep up a brain,
It's no easy job, it is plain;
That's why a great many
Don't ever use any,
Thus avoiding the care and the strain.
 
 
 
The limerick's callous and crude,
Its morals distressingly lewd;
It's not worth the reading
By persons of breeding -
It's designed for us vulgar and rude.
 
 
 
There once was a woman from St. Jude,
who rode her horse in the nude.
She galloped too long,
and unless I am wrong.
You expected this rhyme to be crude.
 
 
 
To Hilary Clinton said Bill,
I think we're staying on Capitol Hill,
'Cause that tired old timer, Dole,
Is digging himself a deep hole,
And the White Water thing's a cheap thrill.
 
 
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