This is an example for my dirty limerick contest. I’m not kidding about keeping it dirty. Nothing cutesy playing at being dirty—if you’re a clean, Polly pure type, this isn’t for you, and you might get hurt feelings in here. You’ve been warned, so proceed with filthy caution.
There once was a lass name of Shanny
whose face was as flat as a panny.
Her pussy was yuck and she couldn’t fuck,
so the lads took a turn on her granny
😜😈😜😈😜😈😜😈😜😈😜😈😜😈😜
Come play in my sandbox!
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
Ekke Ekke Ekke Ekke Ptang Zoo Boing!
Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.
Intertextuality is my passion.
Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.
My words are mine, not a robot’s.
MA English literature, CofC
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