Limericks anyone?

[DOMITIAN]

I love Limericks. I used to collect them. I wrote quite a few myself, but I have forgotten most of them. Here are a couple:

There once were two girls at Grimsby
Who asked: "For what could the holes in our quims be?"
"There is the one in the middle, so we can piddle,
But for what could the hole with the rims be?"

There was a queer saylor named Beck,
Who was blowing the Boatswain on deck,
But in the heat of the tangle,
He cought the wrong angle,
And got a bad crick in his neck.

There once was a man from Saskatchewan
Who's balls were truely gargantuine
And low they did sag,
In their leathery bag,
Which was tough enough to scratch a match upon.

[john francis]

There was a young student at Kings
Whose mind dwelt on improper things
His carnal desire was a boy in the choir
with an arse like a jelly on springs.