Most Commented Limerick Poems (105)

Ten little boyfriends looking so fine
One was obsessed with food and wine
Then there were nine.

Nine little boyfriends asked me for dates
One comes always so very late
Then there were eight.

Eight little boyfriends searching for heaven
One was dishonest, appearing nice even
So there were seven.

Seven little boyfriends learning varied tricks
One fell down and just got sick
Then there were six.

Six little boyfriends very much alive
One get addicted to dancing the jibe
And then there were five.

Five little boyfriends knocked at the door
One broke his head falling on the floor
And then there were four.

Four little boyfriends who loved the sea
One got drowned, so sad you see
And then there were three.

Three little boyfriends who were nice and true
One disappeared without any clue
And then there were two.

Two little boyfriends loving the sun
One caught cancer when his skin was burned
So there was one.

One little boyfriend oozing with charm
But too dangerous for anyone
And then there was none.

So he fetched her the ocean in a marble,
wrapped up in a velvet rag,
and tied with a golden braid
from the dreams of a white-headed hag...
She twiddled the glassy green sea-sphere,
its white horses frozen inside,
then she bade him:
"Release me that stallion!
Else ne'er shall I be thy sweet bride!"
Well he smiled:
"I know just how to do it!",
and he pitched the glass ball at her throne -
she was still picking shards from the cushions,
as he danced with the white-haired old crone!

So he fetched her the ocean in a marble,
caught up in a velvet rag,
tied off with a golden braid,
from the dream of a white-headed hag.
She twiddled the glassy green sea-scape,
its white horses frozen inside,
then bade him release her a stallion -
'else ne'er would she be his sweet bride!
And he smiled:
"I have spied the solution!",
as he lobbed the glass orb at her throne -
she was still plucking shards from her cushion,
while he danced with the white-haired crone...

~ Magical Fingers ~

Magical fingers that tingles the spine

Massaging her shoulders
They feel so divine

Rubbing her love handles
Giving her such a delight

Wanting to make love to her
Especially tonight

Holding your love one
With all of your might

Kissing her lips lightly
Everything goes ~

Massaging her feet
And tickling her toes

Holding her close
And whispering in her ear

Saying all the sweet romantic things
She is wanting to hear

Magical Fingers
Playing their tune

Hold her close
You will be kissing her soon

Brushing her sweet lips hungrily with yours
And holding her tight

Love spirits are with you both
The rest of the night

Romantic Poet
JimEee

Down around ankles were his trousers
as he caressed her he said wowzers
finding there no lady
it was all so shady
as he always seemed to pick posers

written 05/22/2014

Simple Simon was a shy man,
The girls all knew it well.
When e'er they'd meet,
He would retreat
And then he'd run like hell.

There once was a Maid from Kilkenny
Out walking one day found a penny
This worked in her favour
Cos one day it saved her
When the toilet door she didn’t need to jemmy

There lived an old man known as Grandad,
who lived not that far from Killarney.
Some thought he was sad
and a little bit mad
but he's English so I think he's just barmy.

Boom boom !!

Do You really Love Me when I'm fat and cry, and just eating my last pie?
When I go to bed being mad that I also ate my bread?

Do You really Love Me when I'm eating pork and just broke my fork?
When my dog is chewing lozenge for I think he is a sausage?

Do You really Love Me when I ate my beans so You do not want be near Me for You know what it really means?

Do You really Love Me?

There's an office worker named Hope,
Evidently she's alergic to soap,
If she does bathe
It wouldn't be for days
And the other workers can't cope.