Tripod

His new wife proclaimed, ‘Oh my God’ I think I’ve just wed a tripod I now understand Your steps in the sand You left a third trail where you trod Those newlyweds lay hand in hand Their union sealed on the sand The sand made her sore But she wanted more And, oh boy, did he make a stand Abstaining so long was a drag She can’t think why he didn’t brag Their first time: alfresco By moonlight they let go She thought it a pole for a flag She cried and she started to beg Please fertilise my willing egg As she grabbed his member He begged please remember Go gentle with my middle leg

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Lindsay Laurie

Date: 6/15/2021 10:54:00 PM

Hello Terry … you’re gunna get plenty of chuckles with this set of limericks. I’ll certainly put my hand up - Lindsay

L Milton Hankins

Date: 6/14/2021 6:57:00 PM

Wow...another good one, Terry. Yes, you are gifted at these limericks. I enjoyed it immensely.

Terry Flood
Date: 6/15/2021 3:39:00 PM

Thanks Milt, it’s a strange thing, but sometimes when I can feel a creativity void developing, I’ll think, ‘I know, I’ll do a limerick’. But then I put as much effort into them as I do anything else I write. So I’m glad you’ve enjoyed my great skill and wordsmithery ;-) Terry

David Mchattie

Date: 6/14/2021 4:24:00 PM

Ha ha. Very witty indeed my friend. Well done. I son't know how many readers can relate but.... stay well.

Terry Flood
Date: 6/15/2021 3:41:00 PM

Well, I certainly wouldn't want to brag but... ahem... Glad you enjoyed, David. Terry

Jan Allison

Date: 6/14/2021 2:52:00 PM

ha ha ha absolutely hilarious:-) hugs jan xx

Terry Flood
Date: 6/15/2021 3:43:00 PM

Thanks, Jan. Had a feeling you might like this one. ;-) Terry