So many chickies walking on the loose
I dribble and drool like a silly old goose
The older I become
The more luscious their bums
Sure would like to jump aboard their caboose
Categories:
chickies, abuse,
Form: Limerick
Killdeer Farm, at midnight, I bellied an open bay
window. Its ledge mentioned the pounds I've earned,
and for a second I lost self-esteem. A foul wind came up,
did ungodly things to me; open my top, rubbed me a bit with
cold feet, gave wings to linens on a line. The lights
were gray, the darks were dressed in night. I heard them,
their wings flopping, they could not go free. I saw the cruelty,
I did not say a word. I was afraid of letting bugs
into my mouth. To the west, the cornfields were null and void;
their darkness was upon the face of the deep, but when
my mind rushed me toward a bad conclusion, I told myself,
Lancaster is a triangle with three different sides. I saw
House Rock Road, Pequea & Chickies Hill on Route 441
looking toward Columbia. It was there I laughed boisterously
without the fear of bugs passing close to the realm of my lips.
Pennslyvania is my Pennslyvania & your Pennslyvania.
Categories:
chickies, nostalgia, travel, vacation,
Form: Free verse
Getting near the end of my life's journey
But I'll still be writing from my hospital gurney
Even limericks from heaven
THINK that's where I'm headin'
Who's gonna wear my “LOVE CHICKIES” jersey
Categories:
chickies, adventure,
Form: Limerick
A familiar old saying “all's fair in love and war”
Sounds right but I happen to like wild sex on the floor
Be the best version of you
Put on those comfortable shoes
While you're at it, think of pretty flowers and chickies galore
Categories:
chickies, fun,
Form: Limerick
What if chickies had boobs in the back as well as the front
Hugging would last an eternity, can imagine twice the grunts
Hard to pry peeps apart
Talk about uncontrollable farts
If I have one last wish, we'd hug six times before lunch
Categories:
chickies, hilarious,
Form: Limerick
Getting near the end of my long life's journey
But I'll still be writing from my hospital gurney
Even limericks from heaven
THINK that's where I'm headin'
Wearing a “LOVE ALL CHICKIES” jersey
Categories:
chickies, destiny,
Form: Limerick
Ever wished the ability to fly you possessed
Spy in chickies windows in various stages of undress
Whatta dirty old man
Disgusting I am
But oh so much fun, at eighty-three, still beats chess
Categories:
chickies, silly,
Form: Limerick
Superman was originally portrayed as a superhero
Fighting crime, being a do-gooder for wee kiddos
Well big people too
But here's juicy news
Molested young chickies while using a *****
Categories:
chickies, myth,
Form: Limerick
“Octopussy” as defined in this dictionary of mine
Having sex with eight chickies all at the same time
Best be in good shape
Stamina it sure takes
But careful though, it causes exhaustion undefined
Categories:
chickies, humor,
Form: Limerick
Self-driving cars scare the hell out of me
What if they're female, I'd soil myself down past my knees
Now don't write me letters
Choosers can't be beggars
Love the chickies but these would make even my anti freeze
Categories:
chickies, humor,
Form: Limerick
The train is leaving... RUN FOR THE HILLS
In spite of my age, moving forward still
Dive under a rock
Save your shlock
Robots will replace chickies, and scream like hell!!!
Categories:
chickies, future,
Form: Limerick
One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor
Tis the season for upchucking from every pore
From singing off key
To removing dungarees
Picking up chickies with attributes galore
Categories:
chickies, addiction,
Form: Limerick
Getting near the end of my life's journey
But I'll still be writing from my hospital gurney
Even limericks from heaven
THINK that's where I'm headin'
Who's gonna wear my “LOVE ALL CHICKIES” jersey
Categories:
chickies, fun,
Form: Limerick
So many chickies walking round on the loose
I dribble and drool like a silly old goose
The older I become
The more luscious their bums
Sure would like to jump aboard their caboose
Categories:
chickies, fun,
Form: Limerick
So many chickies walking round on the loose
I dribble and drool like a silly old goose
The older I become
The more luscious their bums
Sure would like to jump aboard their caboose
Categories:
chickies, fun,
Form: Limerick
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