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There was a young fellow from Ankara
Who was a terrific ****er Till he sowed his wild oats With the help of a goat But he didn’t even stop to thankera |
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w@nkerer
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Absolutely disgustin' most of 'em.......
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Absolutely disgustin' most of 'em.......
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There was a young lady from Scorton
Who had a long t!t and a short 'un In addition to that a big hairy ttw@t And a f@rt like a 500 Norton |
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The gangs in Brum used to carry razors
And that didn't really faze us But now its a machete Waved around at Star City But luckily the police have Tazers |
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The boy stood on the burning deck
a pocket full of crackers a spark flew up his trouser leg and blew off his kna*kers |
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The boy stood on the burning deck picking his nose like mad.
Rolling them into little balls. And throwing them at his dad. No strictly a limerick but there you go. |
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The once was the Prince of Orange
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I see what you did there Crispy
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There was a young lady called Duff
Who had a luxuriant muff In his haste to get in her One avid begginer Lost both of his balls in the Rough. |
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Mary had a Pencil skirt with splits right up the sides
And every where that Mary went the boys could see her Thighs She also had a Pencil skirt with a split right up the front But she didn't wear that one very often. |
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Mary had a little lamb
She put it in a basin And every time it came out She'd kick its fekn face in. |