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Roses are red..
Violets are Blue..
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Mission

"To amuse while reassuring others someone is reading their blogs."

Blogger Limericks

In response to the many requests that some of the limericks be posted here we offer these for you:

In response to Krankiboy's invitation we posted this on his site on or about December 25, 2004:

Kranki and the Krankettes

There once was a blogger called Kranki
Said "Come to my site, bring a hanky."
Showed a bunch of girls kiss
Guised as "Please rate their bliss. "
Sent a dozen fans off on a wankee..

What we wrote for Helster that she thought was "so cool":

Our Helster

There once was a Princess named Helen
Whose diary really was tell'in
Of all the cheap guys
Who gazed in her eyes
Her memoirs she'll someday be sell'in.

For ZeNeece we came up with this ditty:

Too Much Evidence

There once was a blogger ZeNeece
Twas sought out by local police
"Red tresses are nice
But with blue eyes a vice"
Love struck lawman feigned keeping the peace..

What got Jess's attention:

Is That You Jess?

Could a gal named Jess
Be Willie Nelson in a dress?
Twas just a disguise
Revealed by her eyes
Nothing more..nothing less..

With apologies to "Minty Twat" (who unbeknownst to us had previously used the two most obvious words that rhymne with Ms. Fits in his own limerick) on the occasion of her baring her bosom:

Aussie Beauties

There once was a Lady "Ms Fits"
Who decided to show us her tits
They were lovely we'd say
In their own special way
Quite like mangos served fresh at the Ritz..

Speaking of "Minty Twat" he is the only one thus far to rate two limericks:

Pied's Piper

There once was a bloke "Minty Twat"
Who wrote down whatever he thought
From Melbourne to Sydney
He spoke mostly for free
Does it get any better(?)..of course not!

In an attempt to help Minty with his Ms. Fits infatuation:

A Modest Proposal

There once was a brave sort named Minty
Twas in love with Ms Fits eight and twenty
"Let me show you my brief
And all underneath
Wouldst thou marry a bloke hard and flinty?"

For Bruce Larson*Moore

Mixed Conciousness

There once was a poet named Bruce
Wrote under the tallest blue spruce
His life was a bisque
Of tattooed asterisk*
While self inner and outer sought truce..




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