Whole limericks

That's a good one soop. we're better than the rest of 'em

Now she's as thin as a wire?

He he he!!! I can duck!

There was a wee lass in Kintyre
Who had what you call a spare tyre
So she sat on her bike
And pedalled all night
La lah la la lah
la la lah
Daft as a brush...that's me

A 'netter called Jinglebellsfrocks
Expecting to get some hard knocks
Wrote an unscanning limerick
With rhythms most seasick
And wondered why poets threw rocks.

If someone else put one on I would stop.

I know that's not a limerick!

There was an old woman who lived in a house
She wished it could always be quiet as a mouse
As she lay there all day snivelling in bed
Along came a grandson whose name was Fred
He said "get up gran and give it a go
You'll soon need the lav and I'll not fetch the po".

(po is what a chamber pot was shortened to)

There was an old lady from berks
Who said nothing of me now works
Must go on a diet
Really must try it
So she sat down and had a nice milky coffee and two slices of toast and marmalade.

If you want to look sexy on skis
Remember you must bend ze knees
Coz the first thing you learn
Is that if you can't turn
You'll be arse over tit in the trees!