Limericks 10

But now times they have changed for the better
No need, my desires to fetter

But now times they have changed for the better
I'm content with my man and a red-setter

But now times they have changed for the better
No need, my desires to fetter
I'll hang out by the Rugby field

But now times they have changed for the better
No need, my desires to fetter
I'll hang out by the Rugby field
And see what that will yield

But now times they have changed for the better
No need, my desires to fetter
I'll hang out by the Rugby field
And see what that will yield
If not, I can always write them a letter.

The worst that can happen, I'll tarnish my name

The worst that can happen, I'll tarnish my name
I don't think they'll notice, they're playing a game

The worst that can happen, I'll tarnish my name
I don't think they'll notice, they're playing a game
Perhaps if I run round naked

The worst that can happen, I'll tarnish my name
I don't think they'll notice, they're playing a game
Perhaps if I run round naked
I wonder, can they take it?

The worst that can happen, I'll tarnish my name
I don't think they'll notice, they're playing a game
Perhaps if I run round naked
I wonder, can they take it?
Or will I their worst feelings inflame?

I'll wave my shirt as I run round the pitch

I'll wave my shirt as I run round the pitch
Like Erica Roe ? Remember her, who caused a glitch?

I'll wave my shirt as I run round the pitch
Like Erica Roe ? Remember her, who caused a glitch?
I'll then join the scrum

I'll wave my shirt as I run round the pitch
Like Erica Roe? Remember her, who caused a glitch
I'll then join the scrum
Whilst covering up my bum! (sorry if that's a bit rude)!

I'll wave my shirt as I run round the pitch
Like Erica Roe? Remember her, who caused a glitch
I'll then join the scrum
Whilst covering up my bum! (sorry if that's a bit rude)
But Erica was not wearing a stitch ?

There was an old man in the park

There was an old man in the park
Who ran in the nude for a lark

There was an old man in the park
Who ran in the nude for a lark
He joined in the scrum

There was an old man in the park
Who ran in the nude for a lark
He joined in the scrum
Was held back by his tum

There was an old man in the park
Who ran in the nude for a lark
He joined in the scrum
Was held back by his tum
And chased off by a dog with a loud bark

A ballet dancer glided onto the stage

A ballet dancer glided onto the stage
Remarkably lithe for her age

A ballet dancer glided onto the stage
Remarkably lithe for her age
She bent over backwards

A ballet dancer glided onto the stage
Remarkably lithe for her age
She bent over backwards
Which everyone said was crackers

A ballet dancer glided onto the stage
Remarkably lithe for her age
She bent over backwards
Which everyone said was crackers
By 'eck, she really earns her wage.

Thank goodness she was wearing those flatulent pants

Thank goodness she was wearing those flatulent pants
I need one too, and so does my man

Thank goodness she was wearing those flatulent pants
I need one too, and so does my man
He eats too many sprouts

Thank goodness she was wearing those flatulent pants
I need one too, and so does my man
He eats too many sprouts
Which raises some doubts,

Thank goodness she was wearing those flatulent pants
I need one too, and so does my man
He eats too many sprouts
Which raises some doubts,
And the flap of the shirts bought by aunts

If I could just harvest that wind