Loopy Limericks

There was a young man named Clint
With a pecker as hard as old flint.
It was a bit narrow
But could pleasure a sparrow
'Til his weiner wound up in a splint

Have I told you the one about Gary?

Have I told you the one about Gary?
He met Linda and wanted to marry.

-“BB”-

Have I told you the one about Gary?
He met Linda and wanted to marry.
So they picked a date

Have I told you the one about Gary?
He met Linda and wanted to marry.
So they picked a date
To unite their fate

Have I told you the one about Gary?
He met Linda and wanted to marry.
So they picked a date
To unite their fate
For neither wanted to tarry.

I wished I could ride on a bus

I wished I could ride on a bus
But the drivers seems a little sus

I wished I could ride on a bus
But the drivers seems a little sus.
Their tentacles peep

I wished I could ride on a bus
But the drivers seems a little sus.
Their tentacles peep
From under their seat,

-“BB”-

I wished I could ride on a bus
But the drivers seems a little sus.
Their tentacles peep
From under their seat,
Which leaves me a tad bit nonplussed.

A man who designed traffic cones

A man who designed traffic cones
Was known for blood-curdling groans

A man who designed traffic cones
Was known for blood-curdling groans
As he tests every one

A man who designed traffic cones
Was known for blood-curdling groans
As he tests every one
With a black powder gun

A man who designed traffic cones
Was known for blood-curdling groans
As he tests every one
With a black powder gun
Filled with rock salt and little round stones.

As Santa Claus filled up his sleigh

-“BB”-

As Santa Claus filled up his sleigh
he gave out a hearty “Hey hey hey!”

As Santa Claus filled up his sleigh
he gave out a hearty “Hey hey hey!”
‘Cos he filled it with gin

As Santa Claus filled up his sleigh
he gave out a hearty “Hey hey hey!”
‘Cos he filled it with gin
For to toast Anne Boleyn

As Santa Claus filled up his sleigh
he gave out a hearty “Hey hey hey!”
‘Cos he filled it with gin
For to toast Anne Boleyn
And to blaze a trail through the vast Milky Way

I fear that I’ve lost my lucky red cap

I fear that I’ve lost my lucky red cap
along with lots of other odd crap

I fear that I’ve lost my lucky red cap
along with lots of other odd crap
I’ve looked everywhere

I fear that I’ve lost my lucky red cap
along with lots of other odd crap
I’ve looked everywhere
And I’ll now say a prayer