William Baring-Gould
There was a young lady of Riga,
Who smiled as she rode on a tiger.
They returned from the ride
With the lady inside,
And the smile on the face of the tiger.
William Baring-Gould
There was a young plumber of Leigh,
Was plumbing a maid by the sea.
Said the maid: "Cease your plumbing,
I think someone's coming.",
Said the plumber, still plumbing: "It's me."
Arnold Bennet, 1920
The best limericks are the ones you cannot print.
Charles Inge
A certain young gourmet of Crediton
Took some pâté de fois gras and spread it on
A chocolate biscuit,
Then murmured: "I'll risk it."
His tomb bears the day he said it on.
Reginald Buller
There was a young lady named Bright,
Whose speed was far faster than light.
She went out one day
In a relative way,
And returned the previous night.
Allegedly President Woodrow Wilson's favourite
I sat next to the Duchess at tea,
Distressed as a person could be.
Her rumblings abdominal
Were simply phenomenal
And everyone thought it was me!
Cyril Bibby
On the bust of a barmaid in Hale
Were tattoed current prices of ale
While on her behind
(For the sake of the blind)
Were all the same prices in Braille.
Peter Pauper's Limerick Book
There was a young maid from Madras
Who had a magnificent ass
Not rounded and pink
As you probably think
It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.
Unknown
In the garden of Eden sat Adam
Massaging the bust of his madam
He chuckled with mirth
For he knew that on Earth
There were only two boobs and he had'em
Konstnärlig frihet
En lat limericksmed ifrån Aden
Gav upp redan på andra raden
Unknown
There was a young lady from Spain
Who said: "Let us do it again"
And again and again
And again and again
And again and again and again