Limericks. (New)

One day on a trip to the coast
I fancied some hot buttered toast
but the cafes were all closed

One day on a trip to the coast
I fancied some hot buttered toast
but the cafes were all closed
So I stood there and posed

One day on a trip to the coast
I fancied some hot buttered toast
but the cafes were all closed
So I stood there and posed
With the thought of some toast being uppermost

Two ladies were fishing in Crete

Two ladies were fishing in Crete
But the bait wasn’t smelling too sweet

Two ladies were fishing in Crete
But the bait wasn’t smelling too sweet
So, with pegs on their noses

Two ladies were fishing in Crete
But the bait wasn’t smelling too sweet
So, with pegs on their noses
and removed pantyhoses

Two ladies were fishing in Crete
But the bait wasn’t smelling too sweet
So, with pegs on their noses
And removed pantyhoses
They discovered the smell was their feet.

They decided to bathe in the sea

They decided to bathe in the sea
To vanquish the smell of old Brie

They decided to bathe in the sea
To vanquish the smell of old Brie
Till along came this sailor

They decided to bathe in the sea
To vanquish the smell of old Brie
Till along came this sailor
Dressed up as Liz Taylor

They decided to bathe in the sea
To vanquish the smell of old Brie
Till along came this sailor
Dressed up as Liz Taylor
And hoisted his dress for a pee.

Those ladies were taken aback

Those ladies were taken aback
they gave the old sailor a smack

Those ladies were taken aback
They gave the old sailor a smack
Which knocked the man down

Those ladies were taken aback
They gave the old sailor a smack
Which knocked the man down
so they left him to drown

Good one. :smiley:

Those ladies were taken aback
They gave the old sailor a smack
Which knocked the man down
So they left him to drown
Tied up in old hessian sack

But the sailor he floated away

But the sailor he floated away
And was to end up in Botany Bay

Risqué too. :cry:

But the sailor he floated away
And was to end up in Botany Bay
But it doesn’t end there

But the sailor he floated away
And was to end up in Botany Bay
But it doesn’t end there
For on a wing and a prayer