Loopy Limericks

My husband has abundant nose hair
I’ve got plenty of pictures to share
Of it all groomed & styled

My husband has abundant nose hair
I’ve got plenty of pictures to share
Of it all groomed & styled
Where once it grew wild

My husband has abundant nose hair
I’ve got plenty of pictures to share
Of it all groomed & styled
Where once it grew wild
It’s now braided to his derriere.

My cat unceasingly purrs.

My cat unceasingly purrs
but otherwise seldom stirs

My cat unceasingly purrs
But otherwise seldom stirs
Not even a lousy mouse

My cat unceasingly purrs
But otherwise seldom stirs
Not even a lousy mouse
or a kick from my spouse

My cat unceasingly purrs
But otherwise seldom stirs
Not even a lousy mouse
or a kick from my spouse
To such hints she just coldly demurs.

A scatterbrained chap from Berlin

A scatterbrained chap from Berlin
Gambled plenty, but never could win

A scatterbrained chap from Berlin
Gambled plenty, but never could win
His rabbit’s foot

A scatterbrained chap from Berlin
Gambled plenty, but never could win
His rabbit’s foot
Has gone kaput

A scatterbrained chap from Berlin
Gambled plenty, but never could win
His rabbit’s foot
Has gone kaput
So he holds his Walther under his chin

Der Führer had a fit of mad rage

Der Führer had a fit of mad rage
His mom said it’s only a stage

Der Führer had a fit of mad rage
His mom said it’s only a stage
He just needs some time

Der Führer had a fit of mad rage
His mom said it’s only a stage
He just needs some time
And some lemon, and lime

Der Führer had a fit of mad rage
His mom said it’s only a stage
He just needs some time
And some lemon, and lime
And to finally start acting his age


Waiter, there’s a fly in my soup

Waiter, there’s a fly in my soup
and in fact in think there’s a group

Waiter, there’s a fly in my soup
and in fact in think there’s a group
They have a routine

Waiter, there’s a fly in my soup
and in fact in think there’s a group
They have a routine
Fueled by poutine

Waiter, there’s a fly in my soup
and in fact in think there’s a group
They have a routine
Fueled by poutine
Where they jump through an onion ring hoop.

On dismounting, the goat rider said

On dismounting, the goat rider said
“I have a throbbing pain in my head”