by Backthrow
A fair lass from North Carolina
For purposes here, we'll call "Dinah"
In an effort to flirt
She hiked-up her skirt
To show off her new denim shorts!
April Fool!
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
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We started our centennial tribute to Vincent Price on May 17, 2011, here. This monster marathon was our part in the annual Countdown to Halloween. It crawled along until it breathed its last on March 17, 2012.
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Man, this limerick site, ain't it cool?
Each and every post is a jewel!
Jeez, these guys sure can write,
Not a clunker in sight!
Check the calendar, dude---April Fool!
Of Dinah I asked, “Won’t you blow?”
To which Dinah said, “Don’t you know?”
“My lips will not puck
So I cannot suck,
But I’ll give your cheeks a red glow!”
We're glad Norm's enjoying the show
As we bandy 'round rhymes, to and fro
Each elicited smile
Makes our efforts worthwhile
Thanks much for your complimen-- D'oh!!!
Ol' Dinah, she sure did the trick
With tongue that gal knew how to lick
She licked off each drip
From each sticky lip
She sure cleaned that popsicle stick!
Dinah lives on Clark Street and Lunt
And if I may dare be so blunt
Ask her to reveal
And she'll shyly squeal
She has a crush on Allen Funt
"What do you say to a nude lady?"
Asked Funt, in the era of BRADY
Embarrassed folks seen
On the cinema screen
Just giggled and sought someplace shady
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