Collection of Limericks



There once was a fellow named Kye
Who dreamed of becoming a spy
He stopped work at hooters
Learned spy maneuvers
I really don’t know how or why!

There once was a writer named Plath
Silvia never made anyone laugh
outside on a bench
she spreads her foul stench
the day after not taking a bath

I heard of this man Charlie Sheen
Who devoured his carrots and greens
He eats like a bunny
Which I find quite funny
But he’s actually got holes in his spleen

There once was a brewer named Meg
This poor lady broke both her legs
Now spends all her time
Drinking red wine
And sucking gold brew out her kegs

There one was a president named Bush
He tells all his critics “don’t push!”
First he resigned
Then lost his mind
Now he just smokes purple cush

There once was a beaver named Stu
There was little that he couldn’t do
He once built a dam
Out of garlic and spam
I reckon it smelled quite like poo

I heard tell of a man named shields
He liked to prance in green fields
He slipped on the grass
And fell on his ass
I pity the pain his bum feels