Unparalleled Sensuosity From Limericks

No not even

Limericks are poems that don’t have to do anything but tickle your funny bone. Perhaps limericks could have political content, but then they’d have to worry about political correctness. They are much nicer than bison biscuits or what the buffalo left in your home on the range when they got through roaming there.

Electric Lights

I’m glad that I have electricity. It contributes to my great felicity. Except for my phone, I would feel all alone. But now, with the light, it’s fun city.

Tiger in a Tree

I think that I never shall see How tigers climb up in a tree. Their tails maybe hang Down the tree, golly dang, Is it a rope? Nope! I shall flee.

Brut to the Rescue

An odor came forth from my phone. I noticed while sitting alone. But it was my arm, That smelled like a farm, Until I sprayed on some cologne.

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I write about addiction to substances, behaviors, and thistles of the soul. I consider human rights to be God-given.