Limericks. (New)

At that point a sailor came by
And he gave old May the eye
He was legless and drunk

At that point a sailor came by
And he gave old May the eye
He was legless and drunk
And May’s heart sunk

At that point a sailor came by
And he gave old May the eye
He was legless and drunk
And May’s heart sunk
So she punched the poor guy in the eye.

The Sailed wailed " Why’d you do that?"

The Sailor wailed " Why’d you do that?"
“You almost knocked me flat”

The Sailor wailed " Why’d you do that?"
“You almost knocked me flat”
“Cos you’re drunk and you smell”

The Sailor wailed " Why’d you do that?"
“You almost knocked me flat”
“Cos you’re drunk and you smell -
and you’re married as well”

The Sailor wailed " Why’d you do that?"
“You almost knocked me flat”
“Cos you’re drunk and you smell -
and you’re married as well
I know your type you rat”

Just down the road was an awful noise

Just down the road was an awful noise
It was a group of men - dressed as cowboys

Just down the road was an awful noise
It was a group of men - dressed as cowboys
One with a horse

Just down the road was an awful noise
It was a group of men - dressed as cowboys
One with a horse
And a stetson, of course

Just down the road was an awful noise
It was a group of men - dressed as cowboys
One with a horse
And a stetson, of course
Plus quite a few childish toys.

The police arrived very soon

The police arrived very soon
A punch up ensued, just like High Noon

The police arrived very soon
A punch up ensued, just like high noon
Meat wagons turned up

The police arrived very soon
A punch up ensued, just like high noon
Meat wagons turned up
And began a clean up

Oops!

The police arrived very soon
A punch up ensued, just like high noon
Meat wagons turned up
And began a clean up
Then they went for a beer in the saloon

Rita the bar owner was a buxom lass

No, that doesn’t rhyme Rhian. :lol:

Rita the bar owner was a buxom lass
Not quite what you’d call ‘a bit of class’

Rita the bar owner was a buxom lass
Not quite what you’d call 'a bit of class"
She was fond of her bourbon

Rita the bar owner was a buxom lass
Not quite what you’d call 'a bit of class"
She was fond of her bourbon
And wore a red turban