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If you would like to have your limerick(s) posted, soup mail them to me. Ms. Rude is still writing her snide remarks She sounds like a mad dog who barks and barks Geeze, lady, give it a rest Your thinking is oppressed I'm sure some of your undies have skid marks She's knocking limericks about our toilet humor Bet her poop stinks, and she needs a perfumer She's belching her rude taunts Within the bathroom haunts Rumor is she's a big air freshener consumer It's been said by many that when she sneezes She passes gas that's been labeled 'butt breezes' She definitely farts Too loud for the charts She can't keep them in, even when she squeezes by Jenna Logan ******************************* Postulating that her farts don’t stink Totters whimsically on the brink Writes righteous poems While puffing ho-hums Too bad she doesn't take time to think. She blows a lot of caustic steam Putting others down in a stream Acts like she's refined Like God wouldn't mind The perfect subject for a meme. by Milt Hankins ******************************* Here's the consensus. I got all the scoop It's decided, there's nothing wrong with poop So, stop your bellyaching Enough of your muckraking Picking on poets is pretty low to stoop by Mark Koplin ********************************** Not sure why poop poems are such a fright No need to entice comments full of spite Poop poems make me laugh All fun and never gaffe Your comments are getting boring and trite by Tania Kitchin ********************************* Sue needed the loo in a rush But nothing would come out her tush Sue’s so constipated Oops I’ll get berated Loo humour – no I will not hush! There’s nothing wrong with a poop word Crass comments are simply absurd So, I’ll write about pooh And using the loo Or even on a floating turd by Jan Allison ***************************** We all make deposits in a toilet bowl Then flush them down the watering hole Poop humor is sappy And awesomely crappy It's farcical, whimsical and quite droll I scoff at the one who dares to scold And if the truth about her were told She's much too cranky And rather skanky Maybe she's a grouch because she's old by Lin Lane ******************************** So, the old battle axe, gets off on her tricks Back on two feet again, swinging lame kicks She’s past dirty dancing Hopeless at romancing By hating our guts, she makes herself look sick by David Kavanagh ********************************* The attached photo states, "Don't be a turd" Normally, I don't like to use that word But I'll use it in jest As a sign of protest 'gainst those who call poop limericks absurd by Jenna Logan *********************************** Old Alberto was struggling on the throne All he could squeeze was a grunt and a moan He took a laxative Hoping something would give And it did, just a hiss and a gall - stone... by Tom Cunningham *********************************** When you mulch with a bag of manure, it's like sticking your hands in the sewer. When push comes to shove, you'd better have gloves. it's no job for the dainty or pure. The turd world war has now begun It seems all are joining the fun The loaves they are pinching Are too gross to mention And no telling when they’re all done by Jeff Kyser ******************************** To blast someone in consternation does not help promote toleration and to raise a big stink over poo-scented ink doesn't help cure your own constipation But a poopular poem's an item that causes some people to spite 'em The irony's plain: the more folks complain, the more people show up to write 'em! by John Watt ********************************** There's no end to limericks about poop So, if you notice someone whose pants droop Write about it today And then send it my way Despite what some people think of our group by Jenna Logan ********************************** I am happy to join your funny group By writing a limerick about poop It’s not easy for me I would rather drink tea What might also help is some hearty soup by Malabika Ray Choudhury I crave gents who will do as I ask In their hugs and sweet talk I bask Some make me swoon They'd give me the moon But only one ever rose to the task Came by Jenna’s today to get the scoop It’s all about making remarks of poop But then the poop hit the fan Because someone messed with Jan Allison, pooh poet, and her troop So, take a walk if you can’t take the stink Because farts, toilets, and crap make good ink Don’t forget your pooper scooper Keep on writing souper trooper Jan’s pooh poems are funnier than you think! by I am Anaya