Loopy Limericks

Poor Ethel has a wart on her chin
She hopes that the doctor is in
As it keeps whispering

Poor Ethel has a wart on her chin
She hopes that the doctor is in
As it keeps whispering
words I find threatening

Poor Ethel has a wart on her chin
She hopes that the doctor is in
As it keeps whispering
words I find threatening:
“I’m your long-lost conjugal twin.”

My meatballs are made with fresh skunk

My meatballs are made with fresh skunk
And the sauce from a ground-up punk

My meatballs are made with fresh skunk
And the sauce from a ground-up punk
My noodles, al dente,

My meatballs are made with fresh skunk
And the sauce from a ground-up punk
My noodles, al dente
With whale oil aplenty

My meatballs are made with fresh skunk
And the sauce from a ground-up punk
My noodles, al dente
With whale oil aplenty
Obtained when the Pequod was sunk

When the bomb’s began falling on Iran

When the bomb’s began falling on Iran
I had to ask, “what is the plan?”

When the bomb’s began falling on Iran
I had to ask, “what is the plan?”
It remains to be seen

When the bomb’s began falling on Iran
I had to ask, “what is the plan?”
It remains to be seen
But the usual routine

When the bomb’s began falling on Iran
I had to ask, “what is the plan?”
It remains to be seen
But the usual routine
Meant we’re fucked since before it began.

A Spaniard was heard to remark

A Spaniard was heard to remark
(With his trademarked Iberian snark)

A Spaniard was heard to remark
(With his trademarked Iberian snark)
You killed my dear dad

A Spaniard was heard to remark
(With his trademarked Iberian snark)
You killed my dear dad
And now I am rather mad

A Spaniard was heard to remark
(With his trademarked Iberian snark)
You killed my dear dad
And now I am rather mad
Your cheeks shall now bear my mark

A giant was heard to disclaim

A giant was heard to disclaim
“Oh my God, why would I be to blame?”

A giant was heard to disclaim
“Oh my God, why would I be to blame?
"When townsfolk run away

A giant was heard to disclaim
“Oh my God, why would I be to blame?
"When townsfolk run away
When I just want to play

A giant was heard to disclaim
“Oh my God, why would I be to blame?
"When townsfolk run away
When I just want to play
Naked Twister - it’s only a game!

I’ve today let the cat out the bag

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I’ve today let the cat out the bag
But I have to blame it on my jet lag