Four Limericks

Limerick

"I need a heroic love that fits,"
She said, "though I love you to bits,
You're not fashioned for this
Hard and tangible bliss!"
Thus disgusted, she zipped up her Schlitz.

© George H.E. Koehler, 1988



Scrapyard Lullabye (Limerick)

Acres of old cars piled up ten high
In rusting tiers, clouds wafting by,
With newspaper pages
And their unread ages,
Like diaphanous dreams in the sky

© George H.E. Koehler, 1988



One For Willie The Shake (Limerick)

Once William was forced to wed Annie:
He had helped herself to her sweet honey –
When her yeoman service
Served up unforseen "bliss",
'Twas the price for exploring her fanny

© George H.E. Koehler, 1988


Limerick

Spraddle-legged and now wet from the dew,
The poised love-breeding zones surge anew;
Hopeless boys, full of spunk,
Nuzzling couples, dead drunk
With music to fondle and purr to...

© George H.E. Koehler, 1988