Limericks. (New)

Don’t bother the orang Utan said
Whilst his face turned a bright shade of red
For embarrassed he seemed
As the jungle it steamed

Don’t bother the orang Utan said
Whilst his face turned a bright shade of red
For embarrassed he seemed
As the jungle it steamed
But the monkey just turned tail and fled.

Henry and Bert, chatting on a bench

Henry and Bert, chatting on a bench
Remembering the days when they used chase a wench

Henry and Bert, chatting on a bench
Remembering the days when they used chase a wench
They chuckled about Lil

Henry and Bert, chatting on a bench
Remembering the days when chasing a wench
They chuckled about Lil
When she went on the pill

Henry and Bert, chatting on a bench
Remembering the days when chasing a wench
They chuckled about Lil
When she went on the pill
And her dishy mate - who was French.

Then Bert’s mind turned to thoughts of May

Then Bert’s mind turned to thoughts of May
Remembering their wedding day

Then Bert’s mind turned to thoughts of May
Remembering their wedding day
Dressed all in white

Then Bert’s mind turned to thoughts of May
Remembering their wedding day
Dressed all in white
Though her mother looked a fright

Then Bert’s mind turned to thoughts of May
Remembering their wedding day
Dressed all in white
Oh what a sight

Then Bert’s mind turned to thoughts of May
Remembering their wedding day
Dressed all in white
Oh what a sight
I’d Just better mind what I say

Bert said to May listen my love

Bert said to May listen my love
My own very precious, turtle dove

Bert said to May listen my love
My own very precious, turtle dove
I want a divorce

Bert said to May listen my love
My own very precious, turtle dove
I want a divorce
Cos you look like a horse

Bert said to May listen my love
My own very precious, turtle dove
I want a divorce
Cos you look like a horse
With that he gave her a shove

The marriage was on the rocks

The marriage was on the rocks
So Bert sauntered off to the docks

The marriage was on the rocks
So Bert sauntered off to the docks
In the cafe he sat

The marriage was on the rocks
So Bert sauntered off to the docks
In the cafe he sat
Just chewing the fat

The marriage was on the rocks
So Bert sauntered off to the docks
In the cafe he sat
Just chewing the fat
When in polled a lady with flowing blond locks.

Bert was agape, and instantly smitten

Bert was agape, and instantly smitten
By Eros’s arrow he had been bitten