Loopy Limericks

September tis a time for free play
Whether you’be straight or gay
You’re not far from some folks

September tis a time for free play.
Whether you’be straight or gay,
You’re not far from some folks
Who give different strokes

September tis a time for free play.
Whether you’be straight or gay,
You’re not far from some folks
Who give different strokes
(but there’s nothing wrong with that, okay?)

I just polished off another six pack

I just polished off another six pack
While lying quite flat on my back.

I just polished off another six pack
While lying quite flat on my back.
As I enjoy the fall breeze

I just polished off another six pack
While lying quite flat on my back.
As I enjoy the fall breeze
I surrendered my keys

just polished off another six pack
While lying quite flat on my back.
As I enjoy the fall breeze
I surrendered my keys
Then went out for fries and a Big Mac.

I’m learning to play a mean sax.

I’m learning to play a mean sax,
Though my instrument’s made out of wax.

I’m learning to play a mean sax,
Though my instrument’s made out of wax.
Though it sounds kind of funny,

I’m learning to play a mean sax,
Though my instrument’s made out of wax.
Though it sounds kind of funny,
In warm weather, tis runny

I’m learning to play a mean sax,
Though my instrument’s made out of wax.
Though it sounds kind of funny
(In warm weather, tis runny),
It attracts nymphomaniacs.

My desk dictionary’s too tiny

My desk dictionary’s too tiny
It’s quite remarkably shiny

My desk dictionary’s too tiny
It’s quite remarkably shiny.
When I look up a word

My desk dictionary’s too tiny
It’s quite remarkably shiny.
When I look up a word
A little green bird

My desk dictionary’s too tiny
It’s quite remarkably shiny.
When I look up a word
A little green bird
Flashes his little green hiney
Don’t you hate losers? I do!

Don’t you hate losers? I do!
Since the time I got lost at the zoo

Don’t you hate losers? I do!
Since the time I got lost at the zoo
The kids laughed and pointed

Don’t you hate losers? I do!
Since the time I got lost at the zoo
The kids laughed and pointed
When my head got anointed

Don’t you hate losers? I do!
Since the time I got lost at the zoo
The kids laughed and pointed
When my head got anointed
As a llama sneezed loudly, “Achoo!”

The weather was turning quite foul

The weather was turning quite foul
And wolves in the distance did howl