Two Half-Limericks Don't Necessarily Make One Hole
~ She Reached Down My Pants ~
Went to the recent school dance
Was grabbed by a big, fat chance
Who reached down my pants
But what she wanted was missing
She settled for an hour of French kissing
~ She Was Homely, I Wanted Comely ~
My first date was, to put it mildly, slightly homely
I told her honestly I was seeking someone more comely
What’d she do? She spat in my eye
Told me I was a typical dull guy
'Cos if I wanted the latest gossip ~ with her I’d never be lonely
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