Vulgar
A tip-of-the-hat to the original parlour game
Warning: the following uses possible 'vulgar' language, it is up to you!
Spunky Sal was a stalwart hussy
Who sold her charms for a penny
Then along came a maid
Who charmed her instead
And fleeced her jewels off her ****y
*** This poem may use language that is not be acceptable to all. That is why it is interactive - you choose the word that works best for you. I wrote it this way as a tip-of-the-hat feel to the original parlour game where limericks were either bawdy, funny, or both.
And you have to admit, the situation described is a tad ludicrous.
About the Creator
Eugenette Morin
I enjoy short stories with a twist, long stories that meander; little snippets that create poems.
I've been writing for a long time, but it's always been left dormant in a notebook.
So now's the time to see if I should take it out.
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Comments (3)
in a limerick, lines 1,2 and 5 rhyme, 3 and 4 rhyme. You can always write the words, Vocal will decide if it does not meet standards. ...we are all adults, btw
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Belly, I assume 😉