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Posted by onlymark on Oct 11, 2011, 8:48am
A young cactus man called Mick
Was said to never miss a trick
But nowt did he cook
Tasted like owt but muck
And his cake was just like a brick.
Posted by onlymark on Oct 11, 2011, 9:01am
A young cactus man called Mick,
Had chat up lines that were slick.
But later in bed,
The girls sadly said,
His prick was as thick as a wick.
Posted by mickthecactus on Oct 11, 2011, 9:15am
That scans better. Keep trying Wordsworth....
Posted by mickthecactus on Oct 11, 2011, 9:47am
A lascivious man, onlyMark,
Would jump out at girls after dark.
They'd scream and they'd cry
But he'd say with a sigh,
My bite is much worse than my bark........... :P
Posted by onlymark on Oct 11, 2011, 10:11am
Lascivious - got four syllables that has. I'm not so good with that many.
Posted by cheerypeabrain on Oct 11, 2011, 6:11pm
There was an adonis called Mark
Who opened a caravan park
He wouldn't let girls in
And boys were forbidden
But free vans bestowed on aardvarks
Posted by cheerypeabrain on Oct 11, 2011, 6:17pm
There was a young cactus called Mick
Who only loved plants that would prick (steady)
The spines they would stab him
And sometimes kebab him
But still he thought they were magic
Posted by bixaorellana on Oct 11, 2011, 7:00pm
Hope y'all are happy -- I was drinking some soup as I read these & almost choked. You people are wasted in your day jobs. You have brilliant careers in limerick writing ahead of you.
Posted by mickthecactus on Oct 12, 2011, 1:40pm
Adonis? Mark?
Posted by cheerypeabrain on Oct 12, 2011, 5:04pm
we've never met....but in my head he is a brave adventurer....a sort of Indiana Jones only younger and better looking.... ;)
Posted by onlymark on Oct 12, 2011, 7:14pm
You got me in one.

And without the hat.
Posted by cheerypeabrain on Oct 13, 2011, 5:30pm
what about the whip? :o


uh-oh...Mark is transmuting in my head to Frankenfurter.....
Posted by onlymark on Oct 13, 2011, 7:13pm
The whip is a standard fitting. I never go anywhere without it.

Get some funny looks in the supermarket though.
Posted by bixaorellana on Oct 15, 2011, 3:11am
The Adonis-like whippersnapper, Mark
is a whiz with a whip in the dark.
He snaps heads off of fleas
as quick as you please,
and can unzip frocks for a lark.
Posted by mickthecactus on Oct 15, 2011, 8:30am
That's good Bixa!
Posted by cheerypeabrain on Oct 15, 2011, 4:09pm
;D
Posted by bixaorellana on Oct 15, 2011, 4:51pm
The untalented Bixa once said,
"Tried limericks until I was red."
But Mick and Cheery opined
that her efforts were most refined.
Now Bixa will write 'til she's dead.

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