Tribute to the Limerick

There once was a pretty young miss,

men found her the vision of bliss,

a few who were bold,

they gladly paid gold

and gave that young vision a kiss.

There once was a man from South France

who asked all the ladies to dance.

With a kick and a glide,

there was no time to hide

that he'd torn a hole in his pants.

A man from the east town of Grenich

lamented his prick was naught an inch.

So he gathered his coins

for the sake of his loins

as size matters not to the bought wench.

There once was a Ruebanesque lass

who loved to show sailors her ass.

That saucy young flirt,

would lift up her skirt,

whenever fine seamen would pass.

Oh young Billy Fife was so eager,

he wanted so badly to please her.

With flowers and sweets,

he plied her with treats.

All in the pursuit of the beaver.