He Made Her Hair Curl

There once was fellow could really jump
But his arms were blown off, left with two stumps
   When with a new girl
   He made her hair curl
He would dive in there, knees first, for a hump

The girl said, "Please, dear, don't do that; it hurts!
And your bare knees are just covered with dirt"
   But the jumper's reply:
   "I'm a civilized guy
Not a stuffed-shirt or a mud-caked pervert!"
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Krutsinger Avatar
May 19, 2019 at 5:30 PM
I read the word "bawdy" and I thought "can I do this?" Challenge on now that you have thrown the gauntlet and let it explode!
Wolf Avatar
May 19, 2019 at 5:53 PM
Bombs away, Caren. I have full faith that you'll come up with a doozy! :) gw
Cunningham Avatar
May 19, 2019 at 3:36 PM
haha you've set the bar high with this one Gershon. Good luck. Tom
Wolf Avatar
May 19, 2019 at 4:35 PM
Thanks for your input on this limerick, Tom. I imagine that most of the entrants will just keep pushing the bar higher and higher. Will look forward to reading one of your stellar limericks for this contest soon! :) gw
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