I wrote this and would like honest opinions on it pls. A few weeks ago When cool was what I thought of afro’s I was looking about whilst eating bean sprouts and realised I liked more than hoes. I looked at several pictures of people who may be called Richard though not explicitly sexual or even transsexual and i realised i may be subject to stricture So I guess what I’m trying to say is that, whilst I’m not entirely gay is that I like women and the crop found on men and will one day move to a bay So now to conclude my poem of me coming out bi I think I’ll go eat a pie Crap, this limerick sucks more than a gay duck Oh well, time to look at dude’s thighs I think I did a good job...
To me a Limerick should be made up of just 5 lines, no more, no less! an example of this is There was a young man from Madras, whose balls were made out of Brass, A long came the Wind, They started to swing, And sparks shot out of his Ass. Your verse was longer, so is probably more like a humorous Poem
Agreed, it was a bit squished into that rhyme and meter. But the fact that they're recognizably limericks is pretty awesome XD as they're one of my favorite types of poem. Here's my attempt at a gay limerick: Most boys would say they fancy girls Whose hair tumbles down in cute curls But some others might sing "Other boys are my thing" As a rainbow flag held tight unfurls.
There was a chicken farmer from Hay, Who found his hens wouldn't lay; The trouble was Brewster, His champion rooster; You see, Brewster the rooster was gay
"There once was a man in the city, Whose sex life, with his wife, Was a pity, He tried his best, Almost humped her to death, But couldn't shake thoughts of her brother, Smitty." How was that?... Btw, All of the previous posts are entertaining
The lads on the field love to play, Yet always speak ill of the gay. To stifle my smile Oft takes a great while For their hands from my ass hardly stray.
Nice. I think I got a good one: On days when he is ready, this football player is sweaty, He drops trousers to feet, Gets on hands and knees, And begs Tom to "rock" him steady.
