A lady from Epsom to please us
plucked some hair from her body with tweezers.
Though our wives thought it rude
she'd sunbathe in the nude
delighting we neighbourhood geezers.
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This blog was mainly about my time living in Madrid and my return to London
in 2010. I will not be updating or adding to it from March 2013.
I have started...
13 years ago
26 comments:
stop it now. You getting addicted! D
I wondered how long it would take you to get bored with the genre.
Hang, where have the nose series gone? I put a comment under # 1.
I have found them, under a new identity. Phew. Well, the limericks must serve a purpose. Let it all out. Limeric therapy? Limerick cleansing?
I prefer her in epsom - waiting for the gentleman limerick
Who is waiting, the lady in Epsom or you, Annie? If you are waiting, you had better write the gentleman limerick yourself. But not too risqué - there are children present. Certificate PG.
Too late, just look what happened to Emilia's pudding.... I nearly banned my children from reading the comments. She walked away confused saying loudly, 'Daddy, what does p-o-r-n spell? Mummy says it should have been pom'.
Of course it should. I can't correct people's misspellings. You will now have to explain to her what food pom is.
Definition of Food Pom: A hybrid term coined by Australian/French gastronomes to denote the unappetising English cuisine presented by transport caffs in England, mainly consisting of bangers and mash, ham and eggs, bubble and squeak and like atrocities which may be intended to be just like mother made, but without the love fail miserably. Sometimes include ice cream, possibly their only saving grace.
very good David, for that comment you get 5 stars!
Unfortunately comments are not rated. You may of course apply them to the limerick, should you feel it deserves them.
Now I feel bad. I didn't realise the blog was going to have such a wide consumption - not a complaint just an observation that that we need to be clear about purpose and maybe put warnings on postings and comments.
I can moderate, even remove comments or posts, and am willing to do so if requested. But surely marking them will attract the inquisitive? The only way to prevent certain material being seen is to rate the whole site 'adult' and I think that would be a step too far. Even then, it is up to parents to set their browser to reject those sites that come into the category.
Don't you two be so worried! This was rather funny! Dealt with, all done! Let's just be ourselves. Just let's not post any links to the Big Dipper or similar.
You have not yet dealt with the second wave: when the story is told at school, and the question arises again.
PS What is the Big Dipper?
You're part of it now...
Yes, I know (the second wave), but that belongs to the confessions. Don't spread it.
Googled Big Dipper and found one site which was a parental guide to websites! However, a day later when I returned to find it and post a link I could no longer find it. But the Ice Cream company was still there. Thought it might be of interest to Debbie. http://bigdippericecream.com/
Eventually I cottoned on to which big dipper you meant, for some reason it had escaped my memory for a while.
I am glad you are back in virtual body, mind, memory and spirit. Have I missed anything?
Possibly not. Nothing happened while I was lost in cyberspace. Time stood still. I am virtually 7 days younger than when I left. Though I may write something prosy describing my virtual absence. Question: does virtual absence make the virtual heart grow virtually fonder?
You could have told from the virtual welcome gifts shower.
I am virtually delighted.
I have a new camera! Real, not virtual.
Yes I know. Casio.
How do you know? Well, I know you know. The news is: it's arrived! It's a Casio....
It was in all the papers, last week.
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