In a lodge south of old Timbuktu,
I ran into a girl that I knew.
We drank and we cuddled
‘Til her senses were muddled,
Then I took her upstairs for a screw.
About a week ago, Hedone sent out a call for mercy Limericks for blogger Reluctant Bitch. I don’t write Limericks often, but this one came to mind this morning, and I’m dedicating to cause.
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January 27, 2012 at 3:21 pm
I like your limerick!
January 27, 2012 at 4:44 pm
Very good!