Loopy Limericks

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1282

The parrot whispered soft in my ear,
“I don’t give a damn, frankly, my dear.”

1283

The parrot whispered soft in my ear,
“I don’t give a damn, frankly, my dear.”
But then that damn bird

1284

The parrot whispered soft in my ear,
“I don’t give a damn, frankly, my dear.”
But then that damn bird
Cut loose with a turd,

1285

The parrot whispered soft in my ear,
“I don’t give a damn, frankly, my dear.”
But then that damn bird
Cut loose with a turd,
that looked like a big scarlet smear
A young lad with hope in his eye

1286

A young lad with hope in his eye
Thought he give a blonde model a try

1287

A young lad with hope in his eye
Thought he give a blonde model a try
But she wasn’t persuaded

1288

A young lad with hope in his eye,
Thought he give a blonde model a try.
But she wasn’t persuaded,
'Cos his genes appeared faded

1289

A young lad with hope in his eye,
Thought he’d give a blonde model a try.
But she wasn’t persuaded,
'Cos his genes appeared faded;
The seat said, “Live Free Or Die!”

1290

Burpo -

Your turn to start …
(Unless someone else jumps in before you get back).

1291

(Of course, where’s my brain…)

One morning I fell out of bed

1292

One morning I fell out of bed
and got quite a bump on the head

1293

One morning I fell out of bed
and got quite a bump on the head
So I felt for the knot

1294

One morning I fell out of bed,
And got quite a bump on the head.
So I felt for the knot,
But instead grabbed the pot,

1295

One morning I fell out of bed,
And got quite a bump on the head.
So I felt for the knot,
But instead grabbed the pot,
And smoked two or three joints instead.
The old pervert walked to his park bench,

1296

The old pervert walked to his park bench,
Preparing to beat off with a wrench

1297

The old pervert walked to his park bench,
Preparing to beat off with a wrench
But a big flock of pigeons

1298

The old pervert walked to his park bench,
Preparing to beat off with a wrench.
But a big flock of pigeons,
And a couple of widgeons

1299

The old pervert walked to his park bench,
Preparing to beat off with a wrench.
But a big flock of pigeons,
And a couple of widgeons
Tore off the piece he did clench.
I don’t know why people hug trees,

1300

I don’t know why people hug trees,
They might catch Dutch Elm disease

1301

I don’t know why people hug trees,
They might catch Dutch Elm disease.
And the trouble with that