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The Toast Point Limerick Contest!

Naughty Entries from May, 1997

from Poets Who Applaud Marv Albert and Frank Gifford!


Toast Point got this note:
Important reminder! We are celebrating Edward Lear's birthday once again (May 12, 1812) with the Second Annual Limerick Contest. Remind your visitors to send us a limerick!
and is being gracious to the competition.

Pablo writes 05/29/97

There once was a squirrel named Shlomo
Everyone called him a homo
Until one day that
He screwed a stray cat
So rabies were now inside Shlomo.

JT writes 05/29/97

Gold Star! Are those bountiful mammaries real?
Come here, let me give them a feel
Yes, both right and left
Have firmness and heft --
They've earned you my Triple-A Seal!

The poet comments, "Only the ripest and juiciest earn our Seal Of Approval. "

While banging this girl that I know
I pulled out with seconds to go
As I came on her ass
I said to the lass
Oh OH! Oh oh OH! Oh oh OH!


Geri Desu writes 05/28/97

Gold Star! A perverted molester named Lyle
From the playground lived many a mile
So to stalk his young cooter
He bought him a scooter
And now he's a mopedophile

Hagbard shares a classic 05/27/97

A habit obscene and unsavory
Keeps the Bishop of Boston in slavery.
'Midst hootings and howls,
He deflowers young owls,
Which he keeps in an underground aviary.

The poet comments, "Check out Robert Anton Wilson's "Shrodinger's Cat" trilogy for the context in which this limerick was created."


John Chastaine writes 05/25/97

Gold Star! A genetic engineer, name of Pickens
Gave his lab assistant the dickens!
Because he saturated a turd,
With the DNA of some bird,
And got some shit that tastes kinda like chicken!

Writerman writes 05/24/97

Where are CB and Charlotte and Stan?
Are they Dead Poets? asks Writerman---
They were masters of wit
(Which means "clever as shit!")
Come back, CB and Charlotte and Stan!!!!

The poet comments, "Writerman Remembers 3 Poets of Yore"

Toast Point does, too. Ah, memories...


Jokester submits classics 05/23/97

There once was a man from Boston,
Who drove all around in an Austin,
He had room for his ass,
And a gallon of gas,
But his balls hung outside and he lost'em!

The poet comments, "I'm just 13 years old"

Toast Point sighs and waits for the "corrupting a minor" charges to roll in.

There once was a mathematician named Hall,
Who had a hexagonal ball,
The cube of its weight,
Times his pecker plus eight,
Is his phone number, give him a call!

The poet comments, "Isn't it a masterpiece! I worked long and hard on this one!"

Yeah, yeah, then why have I read it before?


Lo and Behold writes 05/23/97

Don't mean to prick on Al Willis' invention
Whore what is a downright declension
Grammatically speaking
He deserves a good tweaking
For jeopardizing the size of thir pension!

Lo and Behold writes 05/20/97

Gold Star! Mr. Willis says he's just a bit short
Toulouse, too tight, its only for sport
It's the where, when and how
That will rate you a bow
Wham, bam, just don't let it get caught!

Al Willis writes 05/17/97

As we stood there, she said, "Why not neck?"
(This very tall gal from Cal. Tech.)
Her legs were widespread,
So I went straight ahead,
And I'm built like Toulouse-Lautrec.

The poet comments, "If you like my limericks, ask about my chapbooks, why dontcha?"


Writerman writes 05/17/97

Gold Star! My life has been far from a gem!
Why? The answer in french is spelled "femme"
I found women OK
But I must say that they
Fucked me more than I ever fucked them!

Waldo Drull writes 05/15/97

Peter was obsessed with perfection -
His penis in constant erection -
Never settling for less,
His body under stress,
He dissolved in his own semination!

The poet comments, "Peter's peter petered out before paternity."


A demented Cartoon Network viewer with way too much free time on her hands writes 05/14/97

Lion-O saw Cheetara one night
Turn on the shower stall light
In the bathroom he'd call
While facing the stall,
"Sword, give me sight beyond sight!"

Toast Point, who does not usually watch Cartoon Network, has no idea if this is naughty or not.


Buckeye11 writes 05/14/97

Charlie was ashamed and felt shitty
When he grabbed the wrong woman's titty.
His wife was unaware
That his hand had gone there...
So Charlie is now sittin' pretty!

Toast Point boredly reminds Buckeye that the Man from Nantucket limerick has been seen by everyone in the world and therefore is no longer added to these monthly contests.


Al Willis writes 05/13/97

The picketing of whores caused some tension.
I am sure it was not their intention
To spoil all the fun
Or harm anyone
At the "Do It Yourself" Men's Convention.

Bill Ron writes 05/12/97

There once was a nun from Marseille
Who used a squash in a sexual way
She revealed in confession
Her torrid vegetable session
And Mother Superior said "My , we have the entire garden with which to play".

Al Willis writes 05/11/97

A strange little bird was the hoopoe.
The things that he did were just coo-coo.
In his nest, he would piss,
And he ate dentifrice.
For kicks, he would walk in his poo-poo!

Nasty Turshum writes 05/10/97

Gold Star! Back in the days of old Sodom
"Toga Party" meant you fucked someone's bottom.
And if you got a disease,
>From the hole that makes breeze,
It would invade your balls and just rot 'em!

John Chastaine writes 05/10/97

Van Morrison is decidedly funky
Dispite being bald, old and chunky.
He's still a cool cat,
Even though ugly and fat,
As a stressed out laboratory monkey.

Mr. X writes 05/10/97

Gold Star! A visiting priest name of Bligh
"Giving Succor " to a fellow named Nye
Began genuflecting,
As Nye's dick was erecting,
Thus Nye poked old Bligh in the eye!

Nathaniel Pulkrabek writes 05/09/97

I placed my hand on her breast
She rubbed up against my chest
I gave it a squeeze
It poured with eeze
Goat's milk is the best!

The poet comments, "I'm only 16! "

Oh dear, we're corrupting minors now...


Al Willis writes 05/09/97

Gold Star! No doubt, you may think this absurd,
But Roughage just died (have you heard?)
He passed through the canal
With no folderal,
So, I guess you know that he's interred.

Sudo Nim writes 05/09/97

There once was a fellow named Clark
Who wouldn't make love in the dark.
Three faces said, "Hi!"
His wife said, "Oh my!
We might as well fuck in the park!"

Dylan Van Seegopaul writes 05/09/97

I went up to this chick in red
And requested her presence in bed
She whipped out her mace
Sprayed it in my face
And kicked me in the head!

Mr. X writes 05/06/97

Gold Star! A whore by the name of Flo Taggart
Had a john who was a pompous-assed braggart.
Then, while watching T.V.
She was surprised to see
The same guy! On the tube! Jimmy Swaggart!

The Sage, picky about scansion today, changed "streetwalker" to "whore".


John Chastaine writes 05/06/97

A very strange man named McDougal,
With his time was always quite frugal.
He could comb the hair on his head,
Read a book, make his bed,
While his ass played "Feelings" on a bugle!

The Sage suggests using a differently-accented song title.


Al Willis writes 05/05/97

Gold Star! "A very large phallus, my preference."
She said this with very much reverence.
"Eight inches is fine,
And ten is divine."
"And that measures just the circumference."

John Chastaine writes 05/04/97

With vaginas, always be cautious!
The look and smell may make you feel nausous.
You need never fear,
It doesn't mean that you're queer,
Just dive on in, but wear your galoshes!

Jorna shares a classic 05/04/97

When a man on a lady does climb
His orgasm comes once - it's a crime.
But a lady can score
Fifty times and much more
And all in a very short time!

The poet comments, "Everything You Wanted To Know About Sex - But Were Afraid To Ask, by Dr. David Reuben: The Limerick Version (page 36)"


Johnyrandy, on a King Tut kick, writes 05/03/97

An extra large Sumo with guile,
While touring one day on the Nile,
Seduced a Senora
So fat, he abhorred her
Which explains Two Ton Carmen's wry smile !

Al Willis writes 05/02/97

Gold Star! Here's a question designed to perplex:
"Do you smoke at all, just after sex?"
I never undertook
To take a close look.
I'll just have to question my ex!

She tempted the whole football team.
Her method was kind of extreme.
But none tried to dick her;
They wanted to lick her!
(She painted her snatch with ice-cream.)

Brrrr!


Rhubarb shares classics from the Pentatette archives

"I assume that you know what you're doing,"
She asked in the midst of his screwing.
"Group sex may be fine,
But the pleasure's not mine,
And the rest of the people are booing."
by Fred Cohen

Last summer a diver named Porter
Tooks hundreds of craps underwater.
They affect, to this day,
Every fish in the bay,
Which is why fish don't taste like it ought to.
by Frank Perdue

A man from around Lake Superior
Felt, to fireflies, man was inferior.
So with day-glo paint bright,
And hang gliding at night,
He now flies with a glowing posterior.
by Michael Polo

A beautiful girl is Ms. Kitz
And everyone loves her nice tits.
They're beauties, it's true,
Expensive ones, too...
She bought them at Charles of the Ritz.
by Michael Polo

'Twas not what the doctor first thought.
That unpleasant stuff that she'd caught.
It couldn't have been.
She'd never known men,
And toilets don't harbor that rot.
by Larry Davis

So just what could her problem be?
It hurt her so, taking a pee.
A search of her gear
Soon made the facts clear;
She'd contracted dildo VD.
by Larry Davis

Said the judge when he heard the complaint,
"I've attempted to show some restraint,
But with your ribald tongue
You ought to be hung,"
And the scoundrel asked, "Who says I ain't?"
by A. N. Wilkins

"Make a baby," demanded Miss Lopp;
He quickly obliged -- wham, bam, pop!
"Where's the baby?" said she.
"It takes nine months," said he;
"Then why in the world did you stop?"
by Ed Potts

"Contraception," said Pontiff John Paul,
"Is a sin against God, you'll recall;
Give our pills a fair trial!
Try some SULFADENIAL,
Or if desparate, NOACETOL."
by Ed Potts

And now here's a word from our Savior
Who's gravely concerned with behavior.
Just keep fooling around
And his wrath will astound --
He'll take back all the goodies he gave ya.
by Neal Wilgus

A popular maiden from Twisp,
Had speech both incisive and crisp;
Till her pronunciation,
Through constant fellation,
Became a mellifluous lisp.
by Ed Potts

There was a young singer called Ida
Whose mouth became wider and wider.
One dark Winter's night,
A man with poor sight
Dropped several postcards inside her.
by Rubin

An elegant erudite Yankee
Kept a condom wrapped up in his hankie --
He boyscoutly declared
"I'm always prepared
For sneezes or safe hanky-panky!"
by Johnny Randy

A beautiful girl is Ms. Kitz
And everyone loves her nice tits.
They're beauties, it's true,
Expensive ones, too...
She bought them at Charles of the Ritz.
by Michael Polo

There was an old man from Duluth
Who sought after wisdom and truth.
He searched near and far,
Until at a bar,
He found it in gin and vermouth.
by Alan Cook

A frustrated lady of Berne
Had problems that cause her concern.
She married a Greek
Who male partners did seek,
And she knew not which way she should turn.
by Jeff Purser

Kate the Great, much irate, said, "It's clear,
Court procurer, you've got a bum ear.
I said, 'Bring me a NORSE,'
You dumb twit, not a horse!
Oh, what the hell, long as it's here...."
by Michael Weinstein

Two moments in Captain Hook's past;
Memories which still leave him aghast.
A visit quite vile
From a big crocidile,
And that time he was wiping his ass!
by John Chastaine

The long term UAW plan
Of great benefits for each man,
Has had the direct
And lasting effect
Of moving Detroit to Japan.
(UAW - United Auto Workers)
by N. Wilkins

There once was an Abbot of Brittany
Who chanted this desolate litany:
"If Christ is the source
Of divine intercourse,
Then how come I don't ever get any."
by Keith H. Peterson

Since the church hired Jane, a temporary,
Her reviews have been rated exemplary.
But it presaged disaster;
She was found with the Pastor
In a compromising position, missionary.
by Thomas G. Keller

The college athletes are all Brothers --
They refer to each other as Mothers.
When they're not recruiting,
They're sure to be shooting
Baskets, cocaine, or each other.
by Arthur Deex

Although watching TV is no plus;
At the people who do it, don't fuss.
We should never berate a
Complete couch potato,
Especially net nerds like us.
by Cybergeezer

A lovely young thing named Lee Ann,
Attacted an elderly man.
She started to weep as she said with a pout,
His lack of inventiveness puts me to rout.
It's the same old damn thing, weak in and weak out,
And I'm doing the best that I can.
by J. Robert Greene

There was a Young lassie named Wainwright
Who enjoyed the position a dog might.
Over her shoulder she found,
When she looked around,
A whole new meaning for hindsight.
by Anonymous

"In spring," said the strict statistician,
"I live by this stern supposition:
The chances of love
Are a straight function of
The number of times of coition."
by Mad Zeno

Said the judge when he heard the complaint,
"I've attempted to show some restraint,
But with your ribald tongue
You ought to be hung,"
And the scoundrel asked, "Who says I ain't?"
by N. Wilkins


The boss told his stenop, "Miss Singer,
Though the office force thinks you're a swinger,
I don't really condone
Using my Dictaphone.
I'd feel better if you used your finger."
by Bob Giandomenico

I dined next to the Crowned Princess Di,
And observed things soon going awry;
Her rumblings internal
Were something infernal,
And everyone thought it was I!
(which is more important, truth or grammar?)
by Arthur Deex

"Do you know," said a punter called Dai,
"'I'm In Love With A Wonderful Guy'?"
The pianist replied,
Without missing his stride,
"I suppose, dear, than this is goodbye?"
by Ron Rubin

A zealous composer named Grace
Says: "My musical goal's to embrace
The whole range of strings,
They're such lovely things!"
Well, so far she's got to first bass...
by Ron Rubin

A talented chap from Bordeaux
Played spoons in the clubs (semi-pro).
One night Uri Geller
Turned up in his cellar,
And fucked up the whole bloody show.
by Ron Rubin

There was a young man from New York,
Whose tongue was designed like a fork.
The Indians maligned it,
But most women find it
A welcomer guest that the stork.
by Margaret A. O'Conner

There was a young fellow named Crassus
Whose girl was the finest of lasses.
When he kissed her goodnight,
Her legs closed so tight,
That she fractured the frames of his glasses.
by Anonymous

A popular maiden from Twisp,
Had speech both incisive and crisp;
Till her pronunciation,
Through constant fellation,
Became a mellifluous lisp.
by Ed Potts

A stork is a bird, so they say,
Which brings in nine months and a day,
A bundle of joy,
An infant so coy,
But a swallow keeps babies away.
by Jeff Purser

"Make a baby," demanded Miss Lopp;
He quickly obliged -- wham, bam, pop!
"Where's the baby?" said she.
"It takes nine months," said he;
"Then why in the world did you stop?"
by Ed Potts

Said the Lord, "I do not often get
Down to Earth, because once on a bet
I had an affair
With a Jewish girl there,
And they're talking about it all yet."
by Jeff Purser

Henry Tudor instructed each mate
In the French arts (which he deemed first-rate),
But this sort of erogeny
Leaves one short on progeny;
That's why he's called Henry "the ate."
by Robin K. Willoughby

Prince Albert and Queen You-Know-Who
Were doing what married folk do.
Cried the Queen, her heart drumming,
"We're coming! We're coming!"
"How splendid," said Albert, "Us, too!"
by Chuck Davis

A salesgirl of perfume, Miss Tish,
Stunk bad, though her pussy she'd swish.
Said her boss, "You must leave,
But there's no need to grieve;
You can work as a monger of fish."
by Anonymous

Said a diver, "Cousteau, you're a clown,
To say we should only go down.
With the mask off my face,
It's too much of a race,
To get the lass off and not drown."
by Oolong

A new honor for women was scored,
When the railroad advanced Ms. McCord.
She was made a conductor,
But so many men fucked her,
She no longer will shout, "All Aboard!"
by Anonymous

The Chauvinist said, "Don't you see,
Women's Lib is just pure fantasy.
There'll be equal sexes
When men wear Kotexes,
And women stand up when they pee!
by Jim

A white cocker spaniel from Poole
Had a thing about Peter O'Toole.
When he came on the telly,
He'd roll on his belly
And do funny things to the stool.
by Michael Palin

A man from around Lake Superior
Felt, to fireflies, man was inferior.
So with day-glo paint bright,
And hang gliding at night,
He now flies with a glowing posterior.
by Michael Polo

A bull said, "I'm Friesian. Are you?"
His friend said, "I'm very cold too.
Something warming we need
When we finish our feed.
A couple of Jerseys will do."
by Funfax Limericks



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