Limericks. (New)

But their week soon came to an end
And all their money did spend
So when it came to paying the bill
They had to raid the till

But their week soon came to an end
And all their money did spend
So when it came to paying the bill
They had to raid the till
Then on their way did wend.

They hadn’t ventured too far

They hadn’t ventured too far
When the cops turned up in their car

They hadn’t ventured too far
When the cops turned up in their car
They handcuffed the pair

They hadn’t ventured too far
When the cops turned up in their car
They handcuffed the pair
While everyone did stare

They hadn’t ventured too far
When the cops turned up in their car
They handcuffed the pair
While everyone did stare
'Cause their morals were not up to par

I once knew a cook up in Maine

I once knew a cook up in Maine
Who slipped and fell down a drain

I once knew a cook up in Maine
Who slipped and fell down a drain
He had broken his leg

I once knew a cook up in Maine
Who slipped and fell down a drain
He had broken his leg
On a hard boiled egg

I once knew a cook up in Maine
Who slipped and fell down a drain
He had broken his leg
On a hard boiled egg
Which really sounds quite inane!

It’s true though, for as the egg rolled

It’s true though, for as the egg rolled
He kicked it to Stow on the Wold

It’s true though, for as the egg rolled
He kicked it to Stow on the Wold
But as he lashed out

It’s true though, for as the egg rolled
He kicked it to Stow on the Wold
But as he lashed out
His mind filled with doubt

It’s true though, for as the egg rolled
He kicked it to Stow on the Wold
But as he lashed out
His mind filled with doubt
As he suddenly lost his foothold.

When two lovers layed down in the grass

When two lovers layed down in the grass
They sank into a morass

When two lovers layed down in the grass
They sank into a morass
Mud up to their knees

When two lovers layed down in the grass
They sank into a morass
Mud up to their knees
And beginning to freeze

When two lovers layed down in the grass
They sank into a morass
Mud up to their knees
And beginning to freeze
The b - - - s off a monkey of brass

In a far away country called Chile