Limericks Suck!

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The Shitscribble Compendium

Some rather crude limericks I’ve written for a stand up show I’m doing soon. Enjoy!

My voice is bone dry, and my throat rather quite hoarse

The blame lies at my door, it’s all my fault of course

My skin is on fire.

My heartbeat gets higher.

Wanking with barbed wire and salt, tosser’s remorse.

***

I met a man called Horatio.

He asked me of my talents you know

Well you charming young scrumpet.

Not one to blow my trumpet.

But I’m great at self-felatio.

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